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Relaxation Poem – National Poetry Month April 27 2020

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It’s time to mellow out for another week of staying home, at least for many of us. Let’s write a relaxation poem. It could be about relaxing, what you like to do to relax, observations about relaxing or even anti-relaxation. It is up to you!

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And This is What Brass Sounds Like “Rise” and Write – National Poetry Month April 26 2020

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Let’s write a poem to this music from Herb Alpert – “Rise” What comes to mind with this music? Or perhaps a poem about what it means to rise up. Or maybe a poem about your favorite musician. The possibilities are endless! Of course, please share what you write.

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Ode to My Best Friend

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Ode to My Best Friend

They say it’s in the DNA
but when I see you come my way
while I know I purr and you go ruff
we’ve got this thing of the right stuff

Go figure that we are a match
and if you itch I help you scratch
so if we’re off so be it pal
I’ll be with you even when you yowl

Cats and dogs are not a pair
but I will sniff you out anywhere
so let the scientists have their way
but we have our own kind of DNA

A little fact which you may find
kittens have more of the human kind
it doesn’t matter truly true
my DNA isn’t better than you

Interesting DNA Facts about Animals and People

Written from my prompt about DNA Day

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I Saw This Cat

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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