Sunday, April 28, 2013

Nana says



Don’t speed
Let me give you a big hug
Ring us once when you get there
I love you big bunches
Come sit here with me
You are so precious
Two hands on the wheel, two eyes on the road
I’m so proud of you
Wash your hands
Call your mother.



NaPoWriMo challenge: rewrite “Lines For The Fortune Cookie” by Frank O’Hara
I have been blessed with a wonderful mother-in-law, Nana to all her grandchildren.  Kind and loving, accepting and compassionate.  Her words are like little fortune cookie sayings.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

final



The spirit is gone, the life has ended.
What was, now final, darkened space left in my heart.
I seek the joy, you once shared.
Remembered enthusiasm, not your dead frown.




NaPoWriMo challenge: Words buried in words. Think about the words buried in your own name. Plug your name into an anagram generator, and try writing a self-portrait poem using words that are generated. 
   I only found one anagram from my shortened name and one from my full name. They are both used in this poem. They were both very sad phrases, so the very sad slice-of-life poem.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

the ad



Short freckled grand-mother-earth
desires tall, chicken hugger with mirth
bring own kayak and large net worth.



NaPoWriMo challenge: write a poem in the form of a personal ad.
Too silly! This is what you get when you go to one of those rhyming word web sites.