Once a year, we meet
to the chime of lupine bells
promise to return
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Photo: Lupine in Hyde Park, London, c.b.w. 2011
Words: c.b.w. 2014
Special Note: This poem is part of the 2014 November PAD Chapbook Challenge (via Poetic Asides) for the prompt: Do it again.
The 2014 November PAD Chapbook Challenge (via Poetic Asides) is almost over! In many ways, I’m sad to see it pass so quickly, but I’m also looking forward to piecing together my chapbook entry for the end-of-challenge competition.
Here are my latest entries:
November 25, 2015
Prompt: Two for Tuesday – 1. Love 2. Anti-love
I. Love
Kisses from the sun
caress the pond; sparkling gold
affectionate gleam
II. Anti-Love
Black fog sweeps the sky
the moon and stars will not speak
a lover’s quarrel
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November 26, 2014
Prompt: Same
Petals tucked inside
daylilies bloom, smile, and fade
all in the same day
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November 27, 2014
Prompt: Appreciative
Trust in the sapling
to appreciate the rain
with arms wide open
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November 28, 2014
Prompt: Take the phrase “(blank) News,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write the poem.
News Flies
Lilacs share the news
with jasmine vines, on the route
the bumble bee flies
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c.b.w. 2014
After stuffing myself with Thanksgiving turkey and spending time with family, I can’t forget to take a moment to be thankful for all the little blessings in my life. Every year, I like to sit down and make a list of 22 Moments of Gratitude and this year is no different.
1. My husband. It’s been 15 years and I still find myself falling in love with him.
2. Moments when Grandpa tells a great joke.
3. Time with my mother, to write or to talk.
4 Fridays with my sister. I love how we laugh.
5. Both of my furkids are still wagging their tails. At 11 and 14 years old, I treasure every moment I have with them.
6. While I am still heartbroken at the loss of a dear friend, I am grateful for the memories that remind to smile.
7. Yarn on my knitting needles and a new stitch to learn.
8. Books that give my imagination a place to play.
9. My overactive muse, who never lets me sit still for very long.
11. Poetry in it’s many forms enlivens my senses.
12. The Cafe Mocha that soothes my soul and kickstarts my muse.
13. Refusing to become someone I’m not, no matter how much a situation tries to break me.
14. My editor. She helped me make my novel something I can be really proud of.
15. A small paycheck that always stretches out to be enough.
16. A crockpot that makes it easy to cook.
17. My readers, who fill my world with encouragement.
18. The natural world still moves me. I see the sun rise every morning and it always stuns me.
19. Laughing is still my favorite thing.
20. Finding empowerment in the choice to be happy, instead of relying on something or someone to make it happen.
21. The call to go somewhere new and consider a new start.
22. No matter what, I can always find my joy.
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Previous Moments of Gratitude:
Yet Another 22 Moments of Gratitude
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Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!
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c.b.w. 2014
Gray clouds, rain teases
thirsty ground begs for a drink
I’ll be waiting still
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Photo: Watson Lake Landscape, Prescott, AZ, c.b.w. 2013
Words: c.b.w. 2014
Special Note: This poem is part of the 2014 November PAD Chapbook Challenge (via Poetic Asides) for the Prompt: I’ll be ___
I can’t believe there’s only a little less than a week left in the 2014 November PAD Chapbook Challenge (via Poetic Asides on Writer’s Digest). As always, it goes much too fast.
A few days ago, I counted my haikus for the month and found I have indeed reached my goal of 30 Haikus in 30 Days! My overzealous muse often felt the need to write more than one poem for each prompt. Cue the happy dance!
Here are my latest entries …
November 22, 2014
Prompt: Release
I.
See Sunday Abroad: Blossom
II.
Barren plain of ice
melts with the warm touch of spring
water’s sweet release
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November 23, 2014
Prompt: Alone
I.
Yellow cactus bloom
overdressed in bright color
alone in the sand
II.
Far in the thicket
a lonely path weaves between
sunbeams and shadows
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November 24, 2014
Prompt: Take the phrase “I’ll Be (blank),” replace the blank with a new word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem.
I’ll Be Fluttering
Dandelion seed
on whimsical gusts of wind
I’ll be fluttering
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c.b.w. 2014
C.B. Wentworth 