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Little Did I Know

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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Little Did I Know

What you might see
on the surface
is not necessarily
what is so

Little did I know
when they took
an interest
in my heart
the beat of my heart would become their own
the rhythm of my song
would become their own
the splatter of my paint
would become their own

It was only when
I found out
I didn’t know who I was anymore

The light came on

My heart started a rhythm
to the song I owned
my paint became brilliant
to my own eyes

Little did I know
but I know now
it was the rhythm of the rain
that made me grow

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National Poetry Month Day 18 has been penned. Thanks to the prompt from
Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides: “For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Little (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: “Little Guy,” “Little Richard,” “Little Mermaid,” “Little Italy,” and “Little Words That Pack a Big Punch.” I think if you think about it for a little bit, you’ll find a big (or little) poem to write.”

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Reasons

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Reasons why I love you-in no particular order

Sparks of romance
Laughter plenty
Whimsy
Submersion
Sensibleness

Reasons why I can never let you go

Sparks of romance
Laughter plenty
Whimsy
Submersion
Sensibleness

Reasons why I will continue to be yours

All of the above and one more
Connectedness, not possible with another living soul

And there you have it, love

You are stuck with me
Or so I hope

It all depends on how you feel

Backsies?

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There’s my day #17 National Poetry Month poem!
Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides was my prompt source:

“For today’s prompt, write a reason poem. If this prompt seems unreasonable, just remember all the reasons you write poetry or enjoy cooking, dancing, singing, etc. Or provide a reasoned argument for your lack of reason. Only you know your reasons.”

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Always be Prepared

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Always be Prepared

The weather person
predicts the weather
putting on my raincoat
or heavy coat
toting an umbrella
just in case

Always be prepared

Predictions may be based on science
but life has it’s own little quirks
where other matters
or not
of life
take over control
because we let them
or not

Don’t trust predictions
be prepared

My sister predicted
my heart would be broken
based on science
and maybe some sorted arts

Putting my life back together
I discovered
what works well

Don’t trust predictions
Always be prepared

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This is day #15 of National Poetry Month! I wrote to a prompt from
Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides
“For today’s prompt, write a prediction poem. Make a prediction. Write about another person’s correct or incorrect prediction. Or, you know, be unpredictable.”

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Dedicated to Mr. White Monkey

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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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

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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

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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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?”

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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