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PAD DAY 30 Finished and Never Finished Poem
At the line finished
Pounding in ever-more pulse
The race continues
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PAD DAY 29 - First Line of an April Poem/poem
from PAD DAY 6 - AValediction Poem - Farewell Dr. S.T.
from PAD DAY 6 - AValediction Poem - Farewell Dr. S.T.
His Disconnected Number
Her bright smile
Fades with each ring
Expectation falters
And falls, fails
Ring
Repeat
Ring
Repeat
Ring
Repeat
Recorded
Death
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PAD DAY 28 – A Shadorma Poem
3/5/3/3/7/5
Sweet Shadorma
Shadorma
I never knew you
Thrillingly
You enter
Dancing possibility
Toe point perfection
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PAD DAY 27 – A Mechanical Poem
Writing By The Book
She writes looking
at the book
breaking the words
into syllables
according to teacher
instructions
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PAD DAY 26 - A Casting Poem
Casting for immortality
She saw somewhere once
A scene
That stuck
At the edge of sunset
Golden
An old grandfather
A very small boy
A lake shimmering
The little boy smiles
Up sparkling
Love
The grandfather
slaps the child’s face
Hard
Tears spring
Grandfather
Strokes the soft
Silky six year old cheek
And says
“Because my boy
I never wanted you
to forget this day
or me”
PAD DAY 25 An “Everyone (blank) poem
Everyone can end war
Everyone can end war
If every everyone everywhere
Simply wears a blind fold and
No clothes except perhaps some underwear
Everyone can end war
PAD DAY 24 – Auto Poem
Candy Apple
His first love
Was candy-apple red
And had a big engine
Under “her” hood
And was the only beauty
That Never let him down
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auto-words
I wake
as a petulant child
stirring with sand
papered unease
irritated toes hanging
on the cusp of
irritating others
the sun too bright
the birds annoying
cackle grate
until
words coalesce
from the sharp shards
falling gently together
over tense shoulders
I am embraced in
the golden shimmer
the warble and wiggle
of a new day reconfigured
by automatic grace
gratefully savored
as a sigh releases
a smile and from
whirling head to
clenched toes
words springing
flow, tickle
rework
awakening
as a petulant child
stirring with sand
papered unease
irritated toes hanging
on the cusp of
irritating others
the sun too bright
the birds annoying
cackle grate
until
words coalesce
from the sharp shards
falling gently together
over tense shoulders
I am embraced in
the golden shimmer
the warble and wiggle
of a new day reconfigured
by automatic grace
gratefully savored
as a sigh releases
a smile and from
whirling head to
clenched toes
words springing
flow, tickle
rework
awakening
PAD DAY 23 Love and Anti-Love Poem
Love & Anti-Love - A Run
Sparkling eyes
Fixed on Daddy
Nearing the finish
Line
Glittering eyes
Beyond the bag in hand
Nearing the finish
Line
Boston Marathon
2013
Terrific finish, Pearl. Short, sweet, memorable; each a small gem in a necklace worn at the end of the month for spring. Great job.
ReplyDeleteThanks you so very much Claudsy :)
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