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Poem A Day Challenge: April 5-6

It’s been twelve days and I’m still going strong in the April Poem A Day Challenge. Even though I’m behind in posting poems here, I am right on schedule for the challenge. So far, I’m loving the prompts and how they are challenging me to try new things. In many ways, it’s nice to break out of my usual mode of using photographs and nature to kickstart my muse.

April 5, 2014
Prompt: Write a discovery poem.

I have no faith,
or golden egg
These bloodshot eyes,
burn with regret
My heavy head,
hangs low and dead

There are no steps,
just worn out shoes
The doing years,
are empty time
My hollow clock
has twisted arms

Through rusted gears,
comes a faint sound
Listen closer,
footsteps echo
A lifted gaze,
a brighter view

Inspiration: I have no idea. This is one of those poems that just “fell out” of my head. The words were simply there and I wish I knew how they came together.

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April 6, 2014
Prompt: Write a night poem.

When light fades,
blue cascades
Life flickers,
candles melt
Silence falls,
sleepy town

Souls take flight,
starry night
Swirls of gold,
spark with fire
Fireworks flare,
muted roar

Inspiration: That day I was doing research on Van Gogh’s The Starry Night in preparation for a lesson plan. In my reading I learned he was inspired by the popular belief of the time that after someone died their soul took residence in the stars. Van Gogh’s quote, “If we take the train to get to Tarascon or Rouen, we take death to reach a star,” resonated in my head all day and turned into a poem.

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How goes your poeming this month?

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c.b.w. 2014

About a month ago, I laced up my running shoes for the first time in almost a year. Between the overwhelming nature of my day job and the exhaustion that resulted, my daily workout became a thing of the past. Thanks to my slug status, I gained twenty pounds. Yikes.

The weight isn’t what bothered me (well, maybe a little), but rather the overall sense of feeling worn down and lazy. There’s something wrong when a little afternoon nap turns into three hours on the couch. I was fast becoming a couch potato with no motivation to get up and move.

This state of lethargy just wasn’t me. I’m not a sitter, I’m a runner! And not just a jogger on the sidewalk. I’m a trail runner that loves twists, turns, dirt, and rocks. I’m the person that runs uphill to get to a trail that skirts a small mountain. The climb stretches every muscle and kickstarts my pulse, but the view makes the “burn” worth it. I get to watch the sun set without a roof or lamppost in sight!

Tired of being “not me,” I got up and dug through the closet until I found my running shoes. I slipped them on and it felt like I had reunited with an old friend. To my great surprise, I ran a full mile that day and walked another two. Apparently, my muscles were happy to be back on the trail!

My running shoes.

In the first three weeks, I lost seven pounds and experienced a huge resurgence of energy. It’s amazing how just a little bit of exercise can make such big difference. What’s more, I really enjoy that hour of “quiet time.” It’s just me, the ground, and nothing else. No music, TV, internet, or any other plugged in distraction. While my body feels better, so does my mind.

This week, I hit a milestone of running 1.5 miles and walking 1.5 miles for a total of 3 miles. I’m well on my way to reaching my old standard of running 2.5 miles and walking for 1 mile.  With the help of my running shoes, I’ll be there in no time!

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What’s your favorite thing this week?

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c.b.w. 2014

Poem A Day Challenge: April 3-4

In the continuing celebration of the  April Poem A Day Challenge and National Poetry Month here’s another round of daily poetry:

April 3, 2014
Prompt: Write a message poem.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Please come quick,
distressed ship

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Iceberg hit,
damaged hull

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Please come quick,
distressed ship

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Lifeboats full,
not enough

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Please come quick,
distressed ship

Tap. Tap. Tap.

Sinking fast,
out of time

Tap. Tap. Tap.

CQD!

CQD!

Anyone?

Tap. Ta …

Inspiration: Titanic (with DiCaprio and Winslet) was on TV and I actually watched it even though I have the movie on DVD. The music played in my head for days, so I had no choice but to write a poem about the ill-fated ocean liner.

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RMS Titanic, 1912

 

April 4, 2014
Prompt: Since _______. Fill in the blank and make this phrase your title. Then write a poem.

Since 2000

Two towers crashed down
and started a war
Money bubbles popped,
all innocence lost
Computers are flat
and don’t need a desk
Books lost their pages
to downloads and screens
VCRs retired
and took tapes with them
Lockdowns in airports,
GPS in cars
The art of travel
has lost its compass
Smartphones invaded
and killed the payphone
Buttons lost the fight
to touchscreen icons
The virtual world
replaces the real
Too busy too care
or even look up
When the lights go out,
can we face the dark?

Inspiration: I often marvel at how much has changed over the last decade or so. Almost daily, my students are in awe that I didn’t have a cell phone when I was in high school (I had a pager) and that phones didn’t have cameras.

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How goes your poetry month?

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c.b.w. 2014

Poem A Day: April 1-2

Between the April Poem A Day Challenge and National Poetry Month, it’s only fitting that poetry takes the spotlight! As I work my way through the challenge, I’ll be posting my entries along with what inspired me aside from the prompt.

April 1, 2014
Prompt: Two for Tuesday, write a poem of beginnings and/or endings.

Kissed by wings,
taking flight
Feathered drop,
seasoned ground
Drink the sun,
touch the rain
Down they dig,
rooted deep
Life begins,
veins unfurled
Reaching up,
leafy limbs
Nesting buds,
blushing blooms
Wilted green,
withered stalk
Shorter days,
longer moons
Darkness dreams
of gold wings

Inspiration: The seeds I had planted the week before were just starting to sprout. The morning of April 1st, I saw the first green leaves poking through the ground. Writing about the cycle of life just seemed fitting after a morning a new beginnings.

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April 2, 2014
Prompt: Write a voyage poem.

From the shore,
to the sea
to the stars
Always searching,
seeking our place

Worn through boots,
sails raised high
starlit skies
Still we venture,
wander and roam

Inspiration: I was still thinking about the last episode of Cosmos: A Spacetime Odyssey. The episode discussed the concept of black holes, gravity, and the speed of light.  It made me think about the history of human discovery and how far we’ve come, yet how far we have to go.

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If you are participating in the PAD Challenge or celebrating National Poetry Month on your blog, please leave the link in the comments so we can all stop by and see your wordsmithing!

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c.b.w. 2014

Towers

Blue meets blue,
at soul’s edge
Pillars stand,
keeping watch
One of wind,
one by hand
Hearts will leap,
hindsight lost 
Aching depth,
soaring heights

Cliffs of Moher, Ireland
Photo by: c.b.w. 2009

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c.b.w. 2014

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