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Today is National DNA Day How about writing a poem about this topic? Now that may be a stretch, a swirl, a twist, a challenge, but where’s the fun if you don’t test yourselves. I have an idea cooking already.
Photo by Arif Wahid on Unsplash
Today is National DNA Day How about writing a poem about this topic? Now that may be a stretch, a swirl, a twist, a challenge, but where’s the fun if you don’t test yourselves. I have an idea cooking already.

I Saw This Cat
Going over hills
softly pressing forward
not to disturb
but to observe
Creeping ever so easily
was this cat
not the kind
who licks tuna
from a silver dish
Striped in majestic tones
a king of the jungle
opening his mouth
showing large shiny teeth
and yawning
Gasping to myself
swallowing my spit
softly padding to the bridge
I ease my way out
I am just six years old
and the jungle
is the back yard
of the military base
where I am safely tucked away
No matter what one might think
going gently into the unknown
is truly the wisest thing
when there are feral cats
prowling in the light of day
Today I am combining my prompt:Gentle Speaking and the one from:
Six Sentence Story
I was featured in this journal. Thank you Susi for this.
Silence
The morphine drip is shielded
Hidden from plain sight
Tucked away in her nest
Snuggled under fresh covers
No pain, no worries
Just solemn slumber
Taking a cue from her
I push my recliner close to her bed
I press my body close to her side
Taking her hand, I close my eyes
And enjoy peaceful slumber
This is the supreme closeness we need
Hers to know she’s not alone
Assurance as she grasps my hand snuggly
As much as I grasp hers
And rest we must
Her for relief of pain
Me for energy restoration
And we sleep
Brother
What can I tell?
When the owl roosts on the branch
Each night watching me as I fall to sleep
Often, I wondered
If the owl knew my thoughts
My worries
And I often thought he did
He came to visit each night
Witnessing my young teen life
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For today’s prompt let’s write a gentle poem. It could be about being kind, gentle, caring, perhaps missing the gentleness of others from lack of touch. What are your gentle thoughts this day? Please share what you write. Have a gentle day. And while you are at it, here’s a lovely station to listen to and reminisce about spending time at the cafe.

Happy Friday and time for TTOT!! Let’s get at it!
There are so many things to be thankful for. 1. The weather has been glorious and the pollen seems to have held back a bit so no achoos, too much. 2. Daughter has been making cards for kids who are hospitalized. She’s been a part of a card making club on Tuesdays, but with COVID-19 they are each doing cards from home and then sharing pictures. She has been coloring and creating some really beautiful cards. I will need to take some pictures to share, but if you are on Facebook you may see them. 3. Today, and I will do a separate post about it, I will be featured in The Short of It. Stay tuned! I submitted some never published poems and they accepted them, so I am honored. Here’s the information if you have something you would like to submit. Susi is awesome and a great supporter. 4. As a contributing author to this book:
I invite you to take a peek. Just click on the picture. Several people I know are in the book and I am excited to be a part of this!
5. On Saturday, the Poet’s Connection Meetup with be happening as part of Living Poetry. We met a couple of months ago but got sidetracked with the virus. So now we are on! It’s a part of Living Poetry and I am so grateful for their providing the space to promote poetry. This will be virtual, of course.
6. Last night about 20 poets got together for a virtual workshop, also as a Meetup through Living Poetry. Chris Abbate has been doing these workshops each year in honor of National Poetry Month. I have his book and it is awesome.
Here’s a video featuring Chris.
7. As you can tell, especially if you follow this blog, it is National Poetry Month and I have been providing a new prompt every day. Some days it is easier than others to come up with a prompt. It always makes my day when I see somebody has written and posted a poem is response to one of my prompts.
8. I have been busy, but it is a good kind of busy.
9. One thing that being holed up helps is to be able to focus on what tasks are at hand rather than procrastinating. I can’t say I have been doing any procrastinating. I rarely look at TV and there are several NetFlix shows I have yet to watch, but life is good. There are not enough hours in the day.
10 I am grateful for you and that you stop by and say hello. I need to catch up on my hellos and hope to do that very soon. I will start right here and hope you come online and share some hollers back!!

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