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NaPoWriMo 2017, Day 6 Capital Punishment


Capital Punishment

She fancies herself a raconteur while others find her boring.
Just when they should be laughing, too often they are snoring.

The topics that she chooses are usually wrong,
and the details she finds scintillating just strung out too long.

When she speaks in public, the chairs empty out fast.
Even sell-out audiences simply do not last.

She could have done much better if she’d studied elocution,
As it is, her listeners vote for electrocution.

 

Prompt: write a poem that looks at the same thing from various points of view. http://www.napowrimo.net/day-six-5/

Rooted in Texture

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For the Tuesdays of Texture Prompt.

Banana Bloom: Flower of the Day, Apr 5, 2017

Click on either photo to enlarge both.

Now look here: https://ceenphotography.com/2017/04/04/flower-of-the-day-april-5-2017-pieris/

dVerse Poets: A Letter from Morrie and Diego

Finally, A Voice!!
(A Letter from Two Bad (Misunderstood) Dogs)

Do you think it’s simple, giving voice to our demands
without the proper vocal chords, without your human hands?
Everytime we try to talk, you scold us and you hush us,
even though you’ve just admitted that our howls are luscious.

And lacking proper fingers, we cannot write you letters.
We aren’t given proper tools to address our “betters.”
Simply howls and growls and barks and waggings of the tail—
and yet you do not take the time to learn this doggy Braille!

If you’d listen closer, perhaps you’d understand us.
Instead you shout out, “Stop!” and “Hush!” and seek to countermand us.
Can’t you understand that we’re protecting you from prowlers?
Feral cats and owls and skunks and nearby canine howlers?

We have such curiosity, though you determine to balk us.
We wouldn’t have to rush the gate if you’d take time to walk us!
We have to climb up on the roof to get a worldly view.
We wouldn’t be there barking if you’d take us out with you!

As for the cat food, take a clue. The reason we adore it
Is ‘cause it’s smelly, wet and luscious. Dog food? We abhor it!
That cat leaves a bit to tempt us—it’s a cruel feline game!
So why not buy us cat food? It costs you just the same.

And now the final agony. The ultimate tragic hitch,
Not only can our mom not cook, but now we make her itch!
No wonder our neuroses include jostling for attention.
A mother who can’t touch us? This escaped your earlier mention.

We thought you didn’t like us so we tried to win your favor.
Your touch is what we long for even more than cat food’s savor.
And as for pooping in the yard, you never told us to
sneak behind the garden shed to have our little poo.

You seem to think we know these things, but where would we have learned?
It’s you who should have taught us, for obedience must be earned.
If you would spend more time with us, perhaps you’d finally see
there is no other creature with whom we would rather be.

The dVerse Poets prompt this week is a fun one: to use anthropomorphism  making an animal or object behave and appear like they are human beings.” in a poem.

See the prompt and other examples here.  Come join in the fun! https://dversepoets.com/

Quintessential Morning

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okcforgottenman at dawn.  jdbphoto

Hate to rain on your beautiful sunrise, but the beauty of the morning sky doesn’t tell the whole story.

https://dutchgoesthephoto.net/2017/04/04/tuesday-photo-challenge-morning/

Celebrity Questions Answered by a Non-Celebrity

For this prompt, we were asked to answer the questions asked by James Lipton on Inside the Actors Studio. Since I worked with him for three years when he directed the Xmas Special of the Bob Hope Show, during which time he never asked any of us any of these questions, I am going to answer the questions here. (I also happened to love Inside the Actor’s Studio during the years when I had TV and could watch it.)

So, here goes.

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1.  What is your favorite word?  

Plethora, because I am so proud that I know the meaning. ;o)

2.  What is your least favorite word?  

Awesome. If you want to know why, hit the link.

3.  What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?

Conversations. Nature. Loving actions.

4.  What turns you off?

Cruelty.

5.  What is your favorite curse word?

Asshole! (Muttered only upon encountering really selfish or bad drivers or parkers.)

6.  What sound or noise do you love?

Laughter.

7.  What sound or noise do you hate?

Donald Trump’s voice.

8.  What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Interior decorating.

9.  What profession would you not like to do?

Tax accountant.

10.  If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

“Your friends and family are all waiting for you!”

https://thespectacledbean.com/2017/04/04/unofficial-share-your-world-im-pivoting-here/

Jump!

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Jump!

I am on the cusp of something,
grasp the tail of it, lose my grasp,
hurry off to pick up the dog from the groomer,
pick a fresh papaya.
If I could get my teeth into my future,
I would be gap-toothed—with a space between
for slipping away.

I have an urge to sell my life off
chair by chair,
painting by painting,
shirt by shirt––
until, stripped bare,
I have only myself to sell
to the zephyrs,
dissolving up into the universe.

Or perhaps I’ll finish all those novels
on the cusp of completion
for 30 years or 20 or 10—
Every decade a new story begun,
attempting in the telling
to sow my secrets to see what they will yield.
Fame or disgust or apathy?
The problem with daring to surge ahead from the cusp
is that we find out for sure.

“She is on the cusp,” they are always saying.
“Why doesn’t she jump? We’ll catch her.”
My muses hold the net. How loosely?
Dare I trust them?
That time before the beginning so safe
that perhaps I’ll stay here
on the cusp.

 

The prompt word is “cusp.”

Banana Blossom Closeup: Flower of the Day, Apr 4, 2017

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This flower that this is a small detail of was at least 2 feet long and hanging down from a great height on an even longer stalk. Just gorgeous. I’ll show the entire bloom tomorrow.

See Cee’s daffodils HERE.

Periwinkle! Flower of the Day

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Thanks, Iwbut, Cee and Michele for identifying this little flower.  I’ve always loved the name periwinkle but never really knew what they looked like.

https://ceenphotography.com/2017/04/02/flower-of-the-day-april-3-2017-daffodils/

NaPoWriMo2017, Day 3: Reliquary

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Reliquary

On Sunday morning under orange bougainvillea,
Your picture spills from an old album.
You were on a verandah under purple bougainvillea,
drinking the hot noon from your coffee cup
as I drank passion fruit and watched Lake Tana birth the Nile.

Later, kneeling by the river, I made my hand into a cup,

but you called out that slow death swam the blood
of those who touched the river,
while behind you on harsh branches,
black birds barked stark music.

Now, on Sunday morning under orange bougainvillea,
half a world and half a life away,
 I restore you to your proper place, remembering how,
when they laid you down to dream beneath the purple bougainvillea,
it was passionfruit’s sweet poison that flavored my life.

 

Please also see this elegy: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2016/10/11/look-up-poem-for-a-good-good-girl/

The NaPoWriMo prompt today was to write an elegy.