Got Your Goat – National Poetry Month April 2 2020

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Today’s prompt is all about goats! Let’s write a goat poem. It could be about goats in general, favorite story goats, goat cheese or anything goats.

If you would like to follow the Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Prompt for this day you can check it out. He always has great poem ideas!

And just is in case you are not familiar with NaPoWriMo you can check them out for their wonderful ideas.

So there are three sources! Surely there’s a poem in there for you!

Feel free to share in comments.

Happy Writing!!


Stop, Don’t Stop

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Stop, Don’t Stop

What I meant to say was
to stop what you are doing
and give me a big smooch

What I meant to say was
come here, honey
I have a hug for you

What I meant to say was
your eyes are what make me

What I meant to say was
how much I love you
to the moon

That is what I meant to say
and I want it to start
again and again and again

Another chance
may not happen
if you don’t stop
and start again

It’s day #30 for National Poetry Month and I made it! Every day I posted a poem. Now, it’s time to focus on other projects, which includes more poetry, but some behind the scenes workings. TBA

Thanks so much to Robert Lee Brewer for his devotion to posting the prompts on
Poetic Asides.

Today’s prompt:
It’s time for our fifth (and final) Two for Tuesday prompt of the month! Pick one prompt or use both…your choice!

1. Write a stop poem.
2. Write a don’t stop poem.

I am in this book:


Love Letter

Love Letter

What would I write to you, my love?
If I were away for a time from you
would I say I miss you and cannot wait
until I see your hazel eyes again?

What would I think about without you, my love?
Would I be thinking of all the things we did together
or would I think about how I do not wants to do things without you?

What would I feel without you, my love?
Would my heart break into pieces so sharded there was no hope
of putting it back together again
or would my eyes parch from endless tears?

Where would I be without you, my love?
Would I be lost in this world, alone and afraid
or would I realize that you are always near and dear to me in my heart?
What would I write to you, my love?

I would write about how I miss you
I would write about how I cannot wait to see you
I would write about how plans are to be made of adventures
I would write about our hearts being entwined as one
And I would seal the letter with my tears
knowing that one day soon I will see you again
That’s what I would do, my love
So, there you have it! Day #22 of National Poetry Month
Thanks for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides prompt:
For today’s prompt, write a correspondence poem. Maybe write a poem that would fit on a postcard or in a letter. Or write a poem about correspondence school. Or jump into newer forms of correspondence like e-mail or text messaging. Of course, not all correspondence is connected to communicating; sometimes one thing corresponds to another by being similar.


One of My Favorite Sketchers

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One of My Favorite Sketchers

There was a man who had this gift
he’d rhyme his story with quite the rift
Nipsey Russell was his name
I watched him perform, enjoying his fame
Not many know the story behind
the sort of things that made him go prime
He got his start with quite the hustle
as a carhop he made his customers chuckle
He hit the club scene and cut some wax
you could set the needle to get some laughs
Back in those days if you wanted to be known
you wanted to get on the Ed Sullivan show
Following his stint he ended up on Jack Paar
from that moment on he went very far
Whenever I heard he would be on TV
I’d be sure to be sitting, elbows on knees
From Martin to Carson to many more jobs
he made us all laugh and forget any sobs
The game shows took him on and gave him the prime
to engage the viewers with all of his rhymes
As time goes on and he last took a breath
the thing called cancer led to his death
He’s scattered in the Atlantic Ocean it’s true
leaving laughter in the air as the current suits you

RIP Nipsey Russell may your gift of rhyme
always last, all the time

There you go! This is day #21 of National Poetry Month.
Thanks to Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides blog I have another prompt:
“For today’s prompt, write a sketch poem. My initial thought is to write a poem that’s like a sketch of a moment or an object. But you can play around with sketchy people or situations. Or just sketch something else together.”



When Darkness Comes

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When Darkness Comes

When darkness comes
I hear the constant thunder
and sleep betrayed
when by my endless wonder
I hear the storm
in walls that hold the secrets
there may be harm
and this is why I seem slept
Behold the day
when sunshine beats the hollows
when I feel safe
from hearing endless blows
Sleep well my love
don’t let the noises stir you
for up above
sunny days will be true
Be still my heart
as evening starts to fall
it’s sure to start
in darkness we all wallow


So there you have it! My poem #20 for National Poetry Month

Thanks to Robert Lees Brewer’s Poetic Asides Prompt:

“For today’s prompt, write a dark poem. Cave poems, poems at night, and no electricity poems–these are all appropriate for today’s prompt. Of course, dark has several other connotations as well. An underdog is often known as a dark horse, a villain may have a dark heart, and Batman is known as the Dark Knight. Heck, when I was little, I thought Darth Vader was Dark Vader.”