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Life's Crossings

Babbles, voyages and others interesting things

A Day In The Sun

NaPoWriMo’s prompt for April 17th: Write a poem in which you very specifically describe something in terms of at least three of the five senses.

The cool breeze tickling and soothing me,
Sun warming my skin,
Out in the middle in a sea of green,
Toes digging into soft St. Augustine grass,
A lick from my fury companion and our play fight begins,
We chase each other from left to right,
Round and round until we fall to the ground,
Pouncing, playfully growling and wagging her tail excitedly,
She unleashes the full effect of her charm,
Showing the underside of her belly,
I cave and show affection,
We take in the smell of roses and the child play,
We both sigh, perfectly content to soak up the sun.

© TNL, April 2014

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*This is my lovely little puppy and the photo is from our photo session we had on Easter Sunday!

 

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Tall Tales

NaPoWriMo’s prompt for April 16th:

Write a ten-line poem in which each line is a lie. Your lies could be silly, complicated, tricky, or obvious.

The world is flat,
That’s a super-fact.
The water’s pink,
It runs right into space.
Land is blue,
And sometimes see-through.
Fish talk and bears sing, and,
Humans are giants with wings.
Skeptical? It’s not a fantasy,
It’s as real as a unicorn lost at sea.

© TNL, April 2014

Crossroad

NaPoWriMo’s prompt for April 15th:

Write a poem in terza rima. This form was invented by Dante, and used in The Divine Comedy. It consists of three-line stanzas, with a “chained” rhyme scheme. The first stanza is ABA, the second is BCB, the third is CDC, and so on. No particular meter is necessary. One common way of ending a terza rima poem is with a single line standing on its own, rhyming with the middle line of the preceding three-line stanza.

At the four-way intersection I stop,
Through the windshield I stare,
Going left in my rear view I see a sea of blacktop.
Over the radio noise, “upward and onward” I declare.

As the distance increases the affliction lessens.Crossroads_done.jpg
Coming over the overpass I whisper a prayer
“Thank you for deliverance.”

© TNL, April 2014

 

Who Are You?

NaPoWriMo’s prompt for April 14th:
“Twenty Questions.” The idea is to write a poem in which every sentence, except for the last one, is in the form of a question. That’s it! It can be as long or short as you like. The questions can be deep and philosophical (‘what is the meaning of life?’) or routine and practical (‘are you going to eat that?’). Or both!

What are flowers?
What are bumblebees and tall trees?
What’s rebirth and new life?
What’s the cool breeze?
What is bright green grass and clear blue skies?
What are the sun and bright clouds?
Who is the groundhog?
Why are we watching him?
Why are the days all most 12 hours long?
What’s March equinox?
Who are March, April and May?
Why March winds and April showers?
Who are you?
I am Spring?

© TNL, April 2014

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The Gift of Composition

The Daily Post’s April 13th prompt:

Can’t get it out of my head.

Have you ever become obsessed with something? Tell us about something that captivates your attention like nothing else.

Good music, can,
Captivate me and, deeply make,
Me feel things.

Reflect my mood,
With its charming and sometimes,
Hauntingly beautiful characteristics.

Rich like chocolate,
Smooth as silk, warm like,
The sizzling sun.

Instrumental or verbal,
Paired with a passionate voice,
Can grab me.

It could be,
Michael to John, to invade,
And lull my mind.

It’s therapy, it’s,
Expression, it’s healing, but most
Of all cleansing.

© TNL, April 2014

When Will I Be Famous?

The Daily Post’s prompt of April 12th:

When will I be loved? Have you ever dreamt f becoming famous? What would your claim to fame be? Comedy? Acting? Race car driving? Go!

Bright lights and guitars,
Microphones and loyal fans,
Singing my heart out,
Sharing my voice with the world,
Grooving and crooning across a stage.
If I could pick a dream,
I’d be a famous singer.
When will I be famous? Never,
I don’t want to be.
If I cold pick a dream to make reality,
I’d choose to be successful and have a positive impact.
Not famous, but successful,
I could still live a quiet fufilling life. My,
Privacy would remain my own,
Mistakes I make would not be broadcasted and set in stone, and
Any wins I have would not be viewed with adulation.
Not to be famous, but success is what I aim for.

© TNL, April 2014

 

Don’t Frown Just Paint the Town

NaPoWriMo April 11: Write about wine-and love.

So you’ve had a bad day,

Honey let’s get away,

Let’s let our hair down,

Then paint the town,

O’Charley’s is jumping tonight,

And Ella’s singing the music right,

Let’s have a good stretch,

And some wine I will fetch,

Swinging and swaying our skirts,

We’ll dance until our feet hurt,

Catching our breath sitting in a booth,

Our pulses are through the roof,

Drunk off life but mostly off wine,

I’m glad to have been here for this friend of mind.

© TNL, April 2014

 

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Summer Love

In the spirit of my playlist poem, i decided to do another one for April 10.

Oh Misery,

You’ve been an unwanted friend lately.

It all changed Under the Bridge that day,

You told me Fall was coming and then you went away.

“Say It Ain’t So,” honey,

Stay a while longer and keep it sunny.

You took with you the jovial warm glow,

Long days and the short nights where the wind would softly blow.

I need The Remedy or a cure,

Of this I’m very sure.

Fall passes, then Winter,

Spring comes and I began to hope.

May’s here and with it came a post, saying,

“Summer’s coming and I’ll be back,

From Seattle with our love in tack.

Meet me at the boardwalk Under the Bridge,

Where You and I Both fell in love.”

I reread the lines,

More than a few times.

Excitement bubbles up and anticipation starts to build,

And the temperature raises at nature’s will.Red rose

June comes and I’m filled with bliss,

Because all I can think about is your kiss.

I see you under the boardwalk

I want to run to you but I walk.

Your gaze upon my face fills me with a blush,

Then you reach out for my hand and it’s such a rush.

Holding hands down the beach,

We vow never let each other out of our reach.

 

©TNL, April 2014

 

Randomness Playlist

  1. Misery – Pink (feat. Steven Tyler)
  2. The remedy (I wont worry) – Jason Mraz
  3. Say It Ain’t So – Weezer
  4. Under the bridge – Red Hot Chili Peppers
  5. You and I both – Jason Mraz

Exploring With My Baby

NaPoWriMo’s prompt for April 9th:

Take any random song play list (from your iPod, CD Player, favorite radio station, Pandora or Spotify, etc.) and use the next five songs titles on that randomized list in a poem.

 

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I love This,
The sun on my face,
Warming my skin,
Even better when it’s shared with you.

Amazing,
How the sun sparkles in your eyes,
Making them shine so bright,
If I Lose Myself in you tonight, darling,
I may never return.

Explore with me, honey,
We’ll start in Boston,
Catch a jazz show at the Scullers Club,
Swing to New York and spend Midnight in Harlem,
Where I’ll hold you Sweet and Low.

We won’t stop there,
Hopefully we won’t stop ever,
The love I have for you runs deep,
And I’ll seal it with an eternal kiss.

 

Purchased iTunes Playlist
1. If I lose myself by OneRepublic
2. I luv this sh** by August Alsina
3. Boston by Augustana
4. Midnight in Harlem by Tedeschi Trucks Band
5. Sweet and Low by Augustana

© TNL, April 2014

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