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Driver’s License Remix

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Remix of Driver’s License Poem (April 19)

Original:

I was late in life
to get a driver’s license
21, I believe
When we were teenagers
we could not drive the car
as Daddy put it
“it’s my livelihood”
made sense to me
Jealous, a little bit
of others who drove the family car
I was in a world of tractor drivers
farm kids
they had to drive to work the farms
long before their legal age
Daddy was not a farmer
he was an office man
after he was a NCO
and even some then
Maybe I was just as well off
if I had worked the farm
all the crops would have died
No green thumb here
and I have my driver’s license
So it all worked out
And I learned the value of walking
which has served me well
Win:Win

Remix of Driver’s License

twenty-one
not yet setting the sun
ready to have some fun
got my right to drive
wheels to spin
how it felt great back then
I would do it again
to capture the youthfulness
cast the car
into the further afar
take a leap at the stars
in my mind
stop and say
it’s been a wonderful day
there’s not a better way
to live my life
sixty-four
heading out the old side door
feet aching on the floor
reached back my prime
grab the keys
ready to feel the breeze
maybe catch a sneeze
could be a lot worse
oh to say
it’s just another day
if you do what you may
it’s not a loss
yes,  am older
but I am much bolder
maybe not quite the sporter
but I make do
twenty-one one
join up with sixty-four one
let’s go and have some fun
let the wheels spin
…..

There you have it! Day #28 of the National Poetry Month challenge.
Thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Prompt:

“For today’s prompt, write a remix poem. That is, remix one of your poems from earlier in the month. There are many ways to do this. Turn a free verse poem into a traditional form (using lines from the original poem). Or use erasure to cut down a long poem into a short one. Or expand a short poem into a longer version. Get creative with it.”

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Mom and The Roads of Life

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Mom and The Roads of Life

Roads of life
take you many directions
When a younger woman
I like to take Mom for a drive
She’d see a side road and say,
“I wonder what’s down that road.”
She knew
I would turn around and go down that road
Mom was my co-explorer
loving the adventure
Sometimes we would see pretty trees and flowers
Sometimes we would see interesting houses and people
Whenever we saw an empty house
Mom would say, “It makes me sad to see an empty house.”
I learned many things about my Mom through these adventures
What I learned most of all is
how much I love my Mom

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Day #27 of National Poetry Month is here! And I am still at it…

Thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Prompt: “For today’s prompt, pick a direction, make that the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. There are so many directions: north, south, up, down, left, right, over, under, etc. But there are also more specific directions like “Across the Way,” “Through the Woods,” and “Beyond the Clearing.” Or give directions like “Clean Your Room,” “Tie Your Shoes,” or “Get Over Here.”

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Evenings

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Evenings

Every day must come to a conclusion
Very important is to find some sweet seclusion
Evening comes to allow for needed rest
Needing to reboot and settle down the stress
If we take some time to have a snooze
Needless things from the day past we’ll lose
Go ahead and lay your head to rest
Sleep may come and you will feel your best

…..
So, there you have it, it’s day #26 of National Poetry Month
I tried an acrostic style today, something I don’t do enough. It was fun and just the right amount of challenge.

I got the prompt thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides:

“For today’s prompt, write an evening poem. A poem about or during the night. Or take evening a completely different direction and think of evening the score or making things more even (or fair or whatever).”

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Exiled for My Heart

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld

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Exiled For My Heart

Slung across the room
out the door
down the alleyways
exiled from my life

It tries to come back
haunting me in my jeans
capturing me in the aisles
and once again I seethe

Get away from me
leave me to my own
stop slithering into my icebox
and sizzling on my stove

There is no place for you
so stop your incessant ways
I will not succumb
for the rest of my living days
…..
There you have it! Day #25 of National Poetry Month!
Thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides prompt:
“For today’s prompt, write an exile poem. Exile is a noun, a verb, and an American rock band from Richmond, Kentucky. A person, animal, or object can be exiled. But people and animals also exile others–or even exile themselves.”

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Completely Old

Lisa Tomey-Zonneveld
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Completely Old

You know you are completely old
when your shoes have shrunk in the night
when your once sexy jeans look a fright
but you find you have more to behold

You know you are completely an elder
when your hippity has lost some hop
when your teeth start to find a new spot
as your belly laughs from too much pepper

You know you are getting old, right?
when the wrinkles turn into road maps
when you find you have a little less lap
when the slightest bump hits you at night

You know you are completely aged
when your memories take you to youth
when you finally care less about looks
when you have reached the level of sage

You know your mind is in tact
from researching, reading and stuffs
avoiding too many fluffs
you still render out some great facts

You know you’re completely old
when there are no brakes between brain and mouth
when gravity takes it all south
your disposition has turned quite bold

Grow old with the attitude of zeal
you are not going to change the life scale
you are not yet set to derail
so get up and practice your whee

…..
There you have it! Day #24 of National Poetry Month.
Thanks to the prompts from Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides:

“For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Complete (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: “Complete Best Day I Ever Had,” “Complete Guide to Writing Poems,” “Completely Wrong Way,” and “Completed Set.””