NaPoWriMo.... Days 3-5

Day 3 - Isolation (burlesque)

 Sitting in front of the TV
I don't know how much more
I can watch
Reruns and Originals
Movies and such

Sitting in front of the fridge
I think I have
 eaten every thing
What I scrounged up at the store
What every delivery person would bring

Sitting in front of the window
I wish I could just go
out there and see
Someone to walk with and talk to
Someone other than me

Sitting in front of my dog
My dog simply can't understand
why I am home all day
I think he has played
all the fetch he cares to play


Day 4 - Just (found poetry - Tweet from @realdonaldjtrump 4/13/2020)

For the purpose of creating conflict and confusion, some in the Fake News Media are saying that it is the Governors decision to open up the states, not that of the President of the United States & the Federal Government. Let it be fully understood that this is incorrect....

....It is the decision of the President, and for many good reasons. With that being said, the Administration and I are working closely with the Governors, and this will continue. A decision by me, in conjunction with the Governors and input from others will be made shortly!

Day 5 - Covid-19 (haiku)

NaPoWriMo...

Another challenge. Another 30 (or so) days of madness on my keyboard. This year I add to NaPoWriMo a house full of kids who are the stir-crazy victims of the Corona Virus lock-in, a shortage of toilet paper, flour and canned soup, way too much stuff I have to get done around the house and a list of projects I yearn to complete.

Today is April 10th. I talked about NaPoWriMo last month with a dear girlfriend who pushes me to the limits of my creativity and then quietly, my computer stayed dormant for a few weeks and the first THIRD of the challenge passed right on by. Nonetheless (which is actually one of my favorite compound words and may become the focal point of my first poem), I start today, doubling up for the first ten days to get 30 of 30 completed before the end of the month.



DAY 1. NONETHELESS (Acrostic)

Nightly, as the sun would set
Our vision on the horizon
Neither blinked. These moments
Etched eternally in our minds.
Two strangers,
He and I.
Efortless
Lovers. Spending time together
Even though each moment was
Separate. Patiently waiting to
See the sunset together.


DAY 2. OUTSIDE (Pastoral)

From the window in the front room
I dream of the days when
the world will be open and
available. Sparrows singing in treetops
above our heads. A song of
freedom in their voices. I yearn for
the grasses long and flowing and
freshly cut blades where the scent of them
rises into a spring breeze. I've nearly
forgotten what it's like to rake fallen
leaves and delight at a butterfly's chaotic
dance. Garden boxes have become tombs
for last year's final fruits. I am wanton for poppy
covered hillsides and melting snowcaps. Will
you be there to welcome the outside
with me? Bared feet against the cool earth,
roses smiling at us from overgrown
bushes wild like the beard that
has taken over your face. I like
the look: rustic and manly. But we can not
lie inside each other's embrace. I yearn
for the touch of the sun on pale cheeks
and sun-shy eyes. Until then, I sit near the
window longing to be outside.