We’re down to the last few days of the April Poem A Day Challenge! Here are two more of my entries along with what inspired them …
April 25, 2014
Prompt: Write a “last straw” poem.
Dripping wet hands,
no paper towels
The door is locked,
my key won’t work
Papers to grade,
every red pen is dry
Not a crisis at hand,
but my wits are shot
An empty gas tank,
out of order pump
Coffee spills twice,
dog poop in the hall
The internet crashes,
my poem is gone
Yes, this was my day,
I am so done.
Inspiration: This really was my day. This poem was a perfect way to vent.
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April 26, 2014
Prompt: Write a water poem.
It’s like the sky knew
today was a day to cry
a heart stopped beating
Raindrops hit my face,
replacing tears of sadness
with joy from above
Inspiration: The recent passing of a family member.
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c.b.w. 2014
C.B. Wentworth 
Both of these stir emotion so vividly and all I want to do now is give you a big hug. ♥
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Thanks for the kind words … and the hug. 🙂
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Vent poem looks very theraputic. So does the other one. Sometimes grief sneaks up on one.
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Both were very cathartic after a tough couple of days. The loss in my family was a long time coming, but sad nonetheless.
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What a relatable vent poem. I’m so sorry that they all happened in the same day, though.
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By 3 p.m. I was ready to crawl under the covers and wait for the day to end! Ahhhh!
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Obviously a perfect day!! 😉 Why is it that when things go wrong they seem to arrive in collections? And I’ve noticed some days the time seems to just run away so fast, and other days, I’m not rushing, very laid back, and there’s loads of time, as if time has slowed right down – strange! 🙂
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I suppose I’d rather have all the annoying things happen in one day rather than have them spread out! 😉
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The first one sounds a bit familiar! 🙂
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Yeah, it was a bit of a rerun for you. You got ringside seats for that “fantastic” day!
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