Day 30- the alarm

After all that jumping around and catching up, I come to the last. 

The prompt today is to write about something that happens again and again. 

Here goes, and thank you for reading through the month. 

Everyday at 5:30

A strange noise enters my mind

My mind that is off either in dream land or on the edge of waking up

The quiet pleasant sound sledgehammers into my ears

Pounding to wake me up. 

The fumbling to shut the infernal misery off 

Then silence and a moment of quite peace.

Until

9 minutes later (and why 9?)

……

IT GOES OFF AGAIN

Causing my heart to falter

And realize again –

I hit snooze and not off! 

Again! 

Ugh 

I’m up. 

Day 26- A little bird

A little bird came through my window today. 

She landed beside me and started to sing. 

I did not look up and kept on working. 

The song got louder 

But I did not pay attention

She hopped in front of me 

But I remained focussed and shushed her away

The little bird flew sadly away

I waited for her return

But the moment passed. 

I should have looked up. 

 

Day 25- Opening Treasure

Continuing with the prompts and I feel on a roll at the moment- next from NaPoWriMo is the Day 25 prompt – to write a poem “about the emotional relationship that people have with particular kinds of spaces” in this case a small defined space.

So I will attempt looking at my jewelry box from when I was young.

The shape- teapoy
The key hidden
In a tin with an orange tabby
Bought in Penzance
When I hear the click I smile, and open
The tray has my trinkets, jewels that were special
A brooch of unique shapes made out of pewter from a birthday
A ring bought on the side of the road in Utah under a windswept orange arch
A ring from an old lady at church who thought I was a good girl
The first silver ring I bought with a red stone

Then under the tray
Two boxes
One packed full from a trip to the old country – a rock, a ticket, a candy
The other,
A wedding tin,
With a medal, old…tarnished
That teapoy held not value
But remembrance
And now the desire to hold new treasured memories.

Day 24 – Two Hearts

The prompt that was in place for Day 24 was for a ekphrasis – to write a poem inspired by art.  I am going to try and write a poem based on “The Two Fridas” by Frida Kahlo.  Frida Kahlo is my favourite artist, so hopefully I can write a poem worthy of her art.

The two hearts
not beating as one
Whole and intact or
Bleeding, open, broken
Yet attached reflecting the before, the after
Surrounded by darkness and despair
The blood keeps pumping
Yet caught seeping into brilliant white
Will the heart heal to slow the bleed?
Or will the clouds encompass
The dress turns red
While I turn white
and succumb.

Day 29- The Park

This one is courtesy of Gwynny before bedtime:

I play
I run
I swing
On the Swings
I jump on mushrooms
And then I ride a Shark
to the Pirate Ship
and then back to its house
Where I swim in a canoe
And I swim in the Ocean
its wet…..

Day 23- Child vs. Grownup

Trying to crank these out before the end of the day tomorrow.

Now I am going to attempt a double elevenie.  According to NaPoWriMo it is “an eleven-word poem of five lines, with each line performing a specific task in the poem. The first line is one word, a noun. The second line is two words that explain what the noun in the first line does, the third line explains where the noun is in three words, the fourth line provides further explanation in four words, and the fifth line concludes with one word that sums up the feeling or result of the first line’s noun being what it is and where it is…. A double elevenie would have two stanzas of five lines each, and twenty-two words in all.”

Here we go….

Child
Innocent bliss
Happily embracing home
Fancifully imagining wonderful dreams
Wild

Grownup
Innocence Lost
Exhausted at home
Trying to recapture youth
Gone