What can’t be seen is dead – for NaPoWriMo day 1

1 Apr
Don the blinkers. Adjust. There.

A focused field of view
The here and now, the road ahead
Doesn’t include you
Exclusive arc. Vision clear
Window bracketed
The tidy, simple future path
What can’t be seen is dead
Won’t look in the corner
Won’t look in the mirror
Yet I feel your presence
Growing ever near

“Today’s [NaPoWriMo] prompt is a poem of negation…”

Dodo’s Lament – day 0 of NaPoWriMo

1 Apr

I’m going to attempt to meet the day 0 ‘early bird’ prompt – ‘why not try writing your own poem that begins “I guess it’s too late to live on a farm”?’ – with a ‘late bird’ rhyme…

I guess it’s too late…
…to start to lose weight
…to try to look great
…to ego-inflate

I guess it’s too late…
…to internet date
…to find a soulmate
…and procreate

I guess it’s too late…
…to self-flagellate
Better just wait…
To reincarnate

(c) A. Dodo, 1662

Memory

17 Mar

Inspired by skat

My memory
Is slippery
Can’t take it for granted
I recall
Not much at all
And what I do’s refracted

Car park blues

22 Dec

I spend my time
Waiting in my car
Boxed in these white lines
Like a wasp in a jar
But I ain’t buzzin’
I ain’t in the mood
I’m counting the minutes
‘Til I come home to you

See I got these kids
With their active lives
I got one each
From my first 3 wives
So I run them around
Like estranged dads do
Just counting the minutes
Til I come back to you

It’s Christmas Time – think!

19 Dec

This poem was written by my 10 year-old son for school and I love it. While so many want to close their curtains and shut the world out of their enjoyment of Christmas, our children can teach us much about thinking about and doing what we can to help others. I think his line ‘Little kids know half what we know’ is interesting because it shows the faith that children place in adults to put the world to rights. Are we doing enough? Think!

THINK
THE LIGHTS ON THE CHRISTMAS TREE SHINING AND GLIMMERING
THINK
A LITTLE GIRL COLD AND SHIVERING

HOUSES EVERYWHERE ALL DECORATED
THINK
A LITTLE BOY BEING HUMILIATED

LOTS OF FAMILIES HAPPY AND JOYFUL
THINK
A HOMELESS FAMILY SAD AND TEARFUL

CHILDREN PLAYING IN THE SNOW
THINK
LITTLE KIDS KNOW HALF WHAT WE KNOW
THINK…
THINK…

O Christmas Lights

12 Dec

O Christmas lights, O Christmas lights
Your knotted wires enrage us
No matter just how long we spend
It seems this task will never end
O Christmas lights, O Christmas lights
Be good or you’ll see scissors.

O Christmas lights, o Christmas lights
Fif-ty percent aren’t twinkling
You all shone bright an hour ago
But now you’re up, only half glow
O Christmas lights, O Christmas lights
Why? I haven’t got an inkling.

O Christmas lights, O Christmas lights
Why did you burn our house down?
Was it because you were bought for pence
Or electrical incompetence?
O Christmas lights, O Christmas lights
You briefly lit our whole town.

Don’t hurt the animals

10 Dec

There’s a spider in the sink, in the sink
A great big spider in the sink, in the sink
There’s a spider in the sink, but it’s just having a drink
It would be a shame to squish it, don’t you think?

There’s a mouse under your bed, under your bed
There’s a mouse under your bed, yes – your bed!
There’s a mouse under your bed, don’t call the cat – why not instead?
Grab some cheese and make a new friend – call him Fred.

There’s a cockroach in your shoe, in your shoe
‘There’s a cockroach in my shoe?’ Yes your shoe!
There’s a cockroach in your shoe but don’t flush it down the loo
Give the little fella something nice to chew.

There’s a burglar in your home, in your home
There’s a burglar in your lovely family home
Make that criminal atone, smash him with a garden gnome
What an unexpected way to end a poem!

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