Napowrimo

  • One last poem before I go to bed:

The earth isn’t what it appears to be

Each living thing has its own part.

Grandmother Spider has made it all work

together with no sign of a heart.

Although each thing lives on another

it will work out in the end.

The winner will someday be loser,

The loser will someday defend.

Never will things work together.

The earth doesn’t have enough room.

Species keep disappearing.

It’s only just part of earth’s gloom.

When I get to the other dimension

and am able to see Dad again,

I won’t give a hoot about earth things

Or what I’ve been through or have been.

I look forward to my next journey.

I’m not worried at all about death.

I feel that death is a beginning

of another nice sort of a breath.

Please don’t feel bad when I leave you.

You’ll soon be joining me, too.

And after our rest in the graveyard

we’ll have many more things to do.

New places, new thoughts, new beginnings.

Who knows where or with who we will be?

If there’s nothing then we won’t be worried

Because we’ll be gone don’t you see?

So don’t miss me please just look forward

To things that we can’t even sense

and don’t look so sorry and speak of me

as if I was in the past tense.

NaPoWriMo No Prompt 2013 #24

RENEWAL

The small sip that I’ve taken of this life
Has shown me that much of the strife
May not be overcome.

However I truly believe that I
Will be stronger. It is my
Gut feeling.

I will be stronger in my next life because
My gut feelings will reflect how it was
Here and now.

So, have cheer when you see the earth crumbling
Because although you may see how it is humbling
You will come back

And the earth will still be here waiting for you
Restored and with creatures incredibly new
And delightful.

NaPoWriMo 2013 #22 Squared or …Around the Earth for Earth Day

Working on my genealogy fan chart

I realize now how many others took part

In the making of all of me.

It  just isn’t easy to see

within my heart

where I start.

Now others take over

as I get older

and I let them because at times I just want to rest

and besides I have to give those genes a test

I see that I have a little of everything

the all-american human being

It’s no wonder I’m always so confused

I give myself permission to be excused

As I am them

a glistening gem

 

NaPoWriMo 2013 #22, Earthday Prompt

TREE HUGGING

Stooping, parting grass, seeing Toad sitting in his doorway,
talking to a neighbor friend. Looking, each doorway containing
at least one Toad eavesdropping, living in this apartment cave
that joins in the center communal room.

Vine stairways climb up, held by toeholds in bark
to doorway of Bird who tries to fill never-ending beaks while
around and around Squirrel is racing, using huge tree arms
as platforms to the balcony made by amputation of an arm and
now a miniature meadow with grass, bushes and mushrooms.

Above, Woodpecker anoints my head as he tries to reach a
burrowing Insect and the Cardinal sings to bewitch a mate.
Almost leaves, ready to burst out and open tiny arms to Sun
who started this cacophony to begin with.

The tree so high I can barely see its top,
So old I cannot reach around it,
The bark twisting around in swirls
making faces at me.

I rest my hand on a root and feel the quiver of life.
I love you tree.

NaPoWriMo 2013, #15, Pantun Prompt and More

I’m so proud of myself. Not only did I do a pantun “The Three Sisters” but I also wrote something (whatever it is) called “And In The Beginning”!

THE THREE SISTERS

I look at the beans climbing corn fast.
Knowing the squash will care for the earth.
My sister leads my sister last.
I’ve known I’ll feed my mother since birth.

AND IN THE BEGINNING

Grandmother Spider, done with her weaving
needed some companionship.
She moulded some clay into four different people
and poured on some brown, white, red, yellow slip.

Thus, People were made who wandered all over
and found a hole in Grandmother’s ground.
They looked down, surprised that they couldn’t see bottom
and lowered a vine so that they could climb down.

The vine was in fact, way too short in the long run.
The People too tired and wanting some fun,
they let go the vine and fell farther and farther
They smiled as they felt the warm rays of the sun.

Red, White, Brown, Yellow looked down and saw water
and knew right away that they were sunk
but wise turtle saw them and quickly swam over.
They landed then with a clunk, clunk, clunk and clunk.

Turtle, he swam for eons and eons
Growing bigger and bigger as things usually do.
Brown, Red, White, Yellow were then separated.
The shell turned to earth and vegetables grew.

The hole then turned black along with the ages.
The people forgot they were brothers to start,
So hatred started twixt red, White, brown, Yellow
and Grandmother Spider did break her own heart.

NaPoWriMo 2013 #14 – Persona Poem

MAYBE THERE’S TIME

I’m strong and I’m able. I’m ready to go
to the earth, from this planet, I’m ready to show
to those beings, those “humans”, just what they don’t know.
I know they won’t like it. It will be a big blow.
But, I’m strong and I’m able and I’m ready to go!

On my way I salute the sun.
“Can’t stop”, I declare, “I must run!”
Sun nods as she stays in her place.
“I know”, she calls, waving her rays.

Then, as I quickly swoop by Moon,
I bow to him quickly, it’s noon!
Not a word does he say back to me.
He’s been touched, been defaced, I see.

I hurry right on through these beings trash.
“I’ll cope with you later”, I say as I pass.
I duck as the beings shoot their first dart
I know that this thing will be more “junk art”.

As I land I’m appalled at the sight!
It’s going to take time to make right.
They’ve ruined it all, see the blight?
Then Earth says, “I’m too tired to fight,
You’ve arrived just in time with your curative might”.

And, I’m strong and I’m able and ready to go!
My name is Salvation and soon it will show.
I point toward a city and I strike my first blow!
I’m strong and I’m able and I’m ready to go!