NaPoWriMo--DAY ELEVEN

NaPoWriMo PROMPT: Write a poem in which one or more flowers take on specific meanings.

Late Bloomers

I like coneflowers. 

Oh, sure, daffodils and crocus 

Relieve the dreary grays of winter. 

Primrose, lavender, rosemary, myrtle, lily. 

Daisy, violets, pansies 

Inspired Burns, Keats and Shelley. 

Everybody loves a rose. 

Their colors cheer, their perfumes soothe.

But coneflowers wait 

‘Til others fade in summer heat. 

Bringing smiles when they’re needed, 

They stand for strength, endurance, healing. 

Their pink petals catch the sunrise 

And persevere until sundown for days. 

Like pioneers of the prairies 

They survive and persist. 

And there in their center

A little hedgehog

Curls up for a nap.

(illustration is one of my watercolors.  See more here.)

NaPoWriMo--DAY TEN

NaPoWriMo PROMPT: Write a hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. You can write just one, or chain several together into a longer poem.

Breathe. 

The first 

Thing you do 

When 

You come 

Into this world, 

The last thing 

You do 

When 

You leave this 

Life.  So 

Breathe.

NaPoWriMo--DAY NINE

NaPoWriMo PROMPT: Write a “concrete” poem – a poem in which the lines and words are organized to take a shape that reflects in some way the theme of the poem.

SNOW MOBILE

 

Slowly

        Sailing

 

                    Feathers

Falling

     Drifting              

              Downward 

 

           Softly     

 Sliding         

 

                     Moistly                 

                 Melting

 

           In

 

          My

      Mouth