NaPoWriMo 2016 #30

Freedom

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Sweat wand hair triggers press the oil stain of guilt upon life’s innocent … in the scope’s glass the assassin’s eye synced to God’s pupil dilation … reacting only to the dark side of the moon these days … the remainder of the time seeking the light of the angel’s looms … weaving man’s additional moments based on when Leonard Peltier dreams of making love …

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NaPoWriMo 2016 #29

I Remember

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I remember the day you opened your eyes,

I remember your first bottle and burp,

I remember the smell of your puppy breath,

I remember how you house trained yourself,

I remember how you scared the big dogs not knowing the rules,

I remember how unafraid you were to live,

I remember how much you loved the first snow,

I remember how you sat at the table to eat dinner,

I remember laughter at the games you invented,

I remember ever single day you shared in our life,

I remember how you healed us all with your love,

I remember being taught what trust really is,

I remember how you protected me even from shadows,

I remember when you got old and sickly,

I remember how your puppy still sang Happy Birthday,

I remember everyday with you as an honor,

I remember you as my blessing.

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NaPoWriMo 2016 #28

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We hunger so,

There must be a way to quench these desires,

We’ve dream the illusion into reality,

Until rapture has taken us over completely,

The bitter salt of happy thirst,

Sweet breathe hot on open receptive pores,

Mouth upon mouth,

We want for touch and captivation,

Melding in passion’s playful discovery,

Longing for love’s manifestation in our lives.

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NaPoWriMo 2016 #25

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Green leaf ginger renegades steal her sleepless daze … she dances to the Gypsy Wife alone until day break … how is it her left her here … so easily for the elements to wear away … salt pillar sister … coal and diamond time travel promises … garland about her lily …

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NaPoWriMo 2016 #23

The prompt today was to write a Sonnet.

“Traditionally, sonnets are 14-line poems, with ten syllables per line, written in iambs (i.e., with a meter in which an unstressed syllable is followed by one stressed syllable, and so on). ” via the NaPowriMo website http://www.napowrimo.net/

I ended up with 17 lines yet, in iambic pentameter. It has been many years since I’ve adhered to form being an utterer. I decided to leave it be. I hope you don’t mind.

dbb7953fHow shall I be a bride to death once more,
Your black rose has been left upon my door,
Speaking of your light as if the Source,
Deaf calling cards with no hint of remorse,
The Specter came to claim my bridely hand,
That morning we were to be wife and man,
His claw upon my fair face it was froze,
And withered did he every single rose,
I ran the streets in lace and pasty pearls,
The constable was sent to search the Burroughs,
Yet, to his horrified steads broken gate,
Abandoned was the man thrown on road slate,
Lo, the guests arrived from ghostly lands,
Vows recited to the baying of Hell hounds,
Death wore bat spats and a satin tie,
I stood wishing it were I to die,
You crossing not shades to claim, love in vain.

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NaPoWriMo 2016 #22

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Mother Earth, we come to you in the only way a child knows … with water and spoon … imagination and rain boots … incense and honey, as our offering … It has always been child’s desire to plant a new tree … in place of every stump we see … wishing for the all seeds to grow … we save and store those we see dwindle … to gather and learn signatures … with our crayons and colored cloth … We sing the songs of creature care … chanting through the moon as she phases … serve the season well and dwell beneath your reasons … spring must wait as it is, dealt and due … forgive us for those who trespass so … who dig your flesh, who mine your soul … we are but your children of Father Sky … left behind when time ran dry … Someday all shall dance, hand in hand … upon your sweet shell shores … in the meadow green lands … on mountain tops and valleys low … Remembering, One peace, One love, One cause for all … that our purpose as your children … contains no dross.

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NaPoWriMo 2016 #18

The prompt today was to use a phrase from an instructional or informative manual of some sort. I chose “Earl Mindell’s Herb Bible”. The Chinese say of Ginseng, “… prolong life and make one feel young.”

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To speak a phrase strung for the elegance of finger tipped strands … pearls to the teeth, the tongue must taste to craven derive a signature … their tale hidden porous pears gritty grain which begs eyes to hunger … blind thirst the palms seek by damp cavern wall chains of sweating vapor glow … we follow the beating heart echo corridors claiming the sand in our sandal soles … pen or brush we seek passage through doorways the mind laid brick foundation for …melody of the psyche sublime sconce illumination unlocking hidden havens … the journey taken in quest of self expression, soul in flight upon winged words to prolong life and make one feel young.

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