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Views of Nature

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Views of Nature
Art Work by Kayla

As I look from my desk
on any given day
I can see birds doing birdlike business
gathering, hunting, nesting
winging their way
about the yard
Blue Jays tend to run the show
I do have a Cardinal
I see it every day
it’s hanging on my window pane
as a reminder
those who have passed
are never really gone
we have nature to remind us
that with the cycle of life
there comes life anew
and never forgotten
is what came before
and left
—–
That’s my National Poetry Month poem of the day. The prompt came from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog. Here it is: “For today’s prompt, write a view poem. Wherever you’re at, you have a view: maybe of a river or sunset. Maybe of a cubicle or a copy machine. Even the blind have a view of darkness, nothingness, or some other -ness. And that’s just being literal, because everyone has views on sports, politics, poetry, etc.”

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The Art of Painting a Picture

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Art Work by Lisa Tomey

The Art of Painting a Picture

First: you find a place
clearing of the dining table
placing a protective cloth
feeding the dog

Second: get your supplies
sorting through the art closet
moving the ironing board
piling up the non-art stuff

Third: you put all supplies on the table
sitting down, you realize you did not make tea
making tea you look at the art table
watching the cat drinking from your water bowl

Fourth: you sit down with your tea and proceed to paint
focusing on your subject matter, you start
before your brush finds the canvas
you are blowing off cat hairs

Fifth: sitting back in your artist’s chair
resolving to put your brush to the canvas
you hear that familiar sound
tapping at the door, the dog wants out

Sixth: do not, under any circumstances
give up
dip, move, dip, move,
soon it will be done


Today’s National Poetry Day Prompt comes from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog: “For today’s prompt, take the phrase “The Art of (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “The Art of Writing,” “The Art of Painting,” “The Art of Showing Up to Parties Fashionably Late,” and/or “The Art of Being Awesome.”

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Dedicated to Mr. White Monkey

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Dedicated to Mr. White Monkey

It was a time in my life
when examining my true self
I needed the comfort
to soothe my child within
Alas there he was
on the Valentine’s Day gift shelf
looking at me and me at him
we were meant to be
Mr. White Monkey to me
Ms. Lady Worthwhile to him
Many years passed
Monkey gave and felt
when the time came when someone else
needed Monkey to love
Goodbye Mr. White Monkey
you served your mission well
moving on to serve another and more
and more
never to wither
for the soul never dies

….
Poem of the day for National Poetry Month – From Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides: For today’s prompt, write a dedication poem. This is a poem dedicated to a person, an animal, or an organization. Or hey, objects work too–like a poem to a rock or paper bag. Put the dedication in the title or in a line under the title (“for Mother” or “to the heart-shaped rock between the creek and the tulips”). I dedicate today’s prompt to all of you!

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No Contest – Six Sentence Story

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No Contest

No contest, was the verdict at the court of the common law heathens, on one cold day in the mountains. Uncle Johnny spit out the menthol lozenge and grabbed a smoke from the pack of Camels, nestled in his rolled-up sleeve. Spitting out tobacco from his unfiltered smoke, Johnny winked at Darlene, “You ain’t got nothing to worry about, darling, we been through worse; Honey, it’s gonna be all right.”

Darlene looked at Johnny with her big, brown eyes, “I know, sweetheart, you always take care of me and this ain’t nothing but a thing, a hurdle that no Johnny I know will let bother him.”

Johnny took Darlene’s hand and led her to his truck, head held high, gait in charge, fumbling with the keys, dropping them on the ground, down on his knees, he knelt. “Darlene, would you do me the honor of being my wife?”

…..

That’s my Six Sentence Story for this week. Want to participate? Go on over to
Girlie on The Edge and join the fun!

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Come back here on Thursday, link your post…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers 🙂

PROMPT WORD: CONTEST 

 

 

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Thoughts About Aloneness

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Thoughts About Aloneness

We are all alone
with our
thoughts
dreams
desires

When we
find others
and share these
thoughts
dreams
desires
we may still feel alone

Not everybody views life
exactly the same way
and sometimes it can feel lonely
but it is just a part of life
it is a part of what makes us
soulful

To feel alone
is not a bad thing

To feel alone
when we need to connect
doesn’t feel so great

It’s lonely

—–
Today’s National Poetry Day Prompt comes from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog: “For today’s prompt, write a lone poem. Perhaps the poem is about a solitary wanderer or person who just prefers to go it alone. Or a lone winner, lone wolf, or some other solo individual. Or alternatively, I’ll accept poems that are about loans or that are about being alone.”