Froth & Feathers Remember how the mist fell, a veil floating from the sky’s crown, the sea reaching up, up, up - a meeting of waters? You said There is no horizon, no distance, only the here and now. And it was true, the sea and the air mingling, salt and oxygen drifting into our … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 12
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What fills a moment An uninvited hand An evasive answer A shamed blush A slammed door Screaming tires before impact A sinking body gasping for breath A desperate plea A last exhale * Prompt via The Wombwell Rainbow Art by Jane Cornwall
Palm tree trembles and sways beats wild music near my window while I clutch my quilt to my chin * I didn't follow a prompt today because I've been busy with other things. We had storms last night into the early morning. I was awakened at 5:30 by a very high wind that was thrashing … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 10
Jazz Club 1928 She surprises him taking the stage her slender fingers skipping over the keys little birds frolicking in springtime She pumps the petal like a trucker on a long distance haul, committed Her long legs daring convention in chiffon trousers, beaded bodice flashing danger & delight with every move He gazes down as … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 9
It is what it is Years flow together waiting for a thing to begin. After creamy, spicy, salty mouthfuls were swallowed, the Avocado seed waited on the window sill in a glass of water, gestating. The parallels of our existence didn’t go unnoticed. Waiting was our life, waiting for our hormones to get things done, … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 8
Beginnings Eyes Bright Small Feet Pattering On runways of green All creatures revel in Springtime * Prompt via Napowrimo.net: The Fib is a six-line form, the syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. Photo of my seedlings of tomatoes and milkweed visited by Ms Lizard.
Down the Road She sits on the pier, bare toes dangling just below the water's surface, denim fringe like blue anemones circling her thighs where his gaze rests. She is a lonely fourteen. He is a handsome twenty-one. A sudden summer breeze blows her blonde hair into a halo around her head, thunderclouds gather on … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 6
The Years Behind Life felt like a stepping stone on a never-ending journey, a succession of roadside attractions visited then forgotten. Lush green days decorated with minnowed creeks and rhubarb pied chins felt like forever, until it wasn’t. Gravity pulled, heavy as chains dragged through red clay. Unending hours surrounded by a leafy denseness, the … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 5
Unseeable, Unheard Under the bridge river water swallows soil slowly relentlessly dispassionate steel sucks whispers and murmurs voices lost in the lapping of things not forgotten people come and go come and go release their heartbroken runes in the earth stroke sorrowful-eyed faces graffitied on concrete crouch low, be invisible let it all go * … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 4
Warrior He walks the garden path Moss, stone, stream Pauses at the apex of the bridge Fingers his inro its lacquered smoothness Rubs the netsuki thumb a perfect fit between the hare’s ears Stilled in silent contemplation of the turtle’s wisdom * Today I chose the ekphrastic prompt from The Wombwell Rainbow which I discovered … Continue reading NaPoWriMo Day 3