NaPoWriMo Epilogue

It's nice that after a frustrating National Poetry Writing Month, after everything I wrote about my frustrations, on top of everything else I have to do today, I still have a poem I want to write.

More than one, in fact. 

Thoughts on NaPoWriMo 2021

 

 

I finished my last National Poetry Writing Month piece about half an hour ago. I'm so relieved.

NaPoWriMo, Day Thirty, Poem Thirty

Mark This Day

Ten years

fifteen

close to

fifty.

Still

ambassador

in everyone's

strange land.

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Nine, Poem Twenty-Nine

De Corps(e)

Team!

Team!

Teamwork

is killing me.

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Eight, Poem Twenty-Eight

 

 

 

Pandemic School Bus

Billy kids klop right in

roomy yellow veal cages.

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Seven, Poem Twenty-Seven

Eclipse

Sunrise

can not

heal you.

Not when

lunatics

stay up,

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Six Poem Twenty-Six

Spring Break

Suns out,

rats away. 

Ecstasy of

nibbling toes

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Six , Poem Twenty-Five

Edit: "TtRT" is edited and in submission mode. 

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Five, Poem Twenty-Four

 

When It's Done

Who will be first

to sing over 

crying bones:

He's just joking!

He's just joking! 

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Three, Poem Twenty-Three

"HPTF" is edited and in submission mode.

 

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Three, Poem Twenty-Two

Friday Shift

One floor up

toxics don't

spill up.

Larvae won't

take flying leaps

into ears. 

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-One, Poem Twenty-One

Edit: "JH" edited and submitted. 

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-One, Poem Twenty

No Escape

Shout outs

occupy 

shut-ins.

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty, Poem Nineteen

Pause

Rethink process

of waking 

in pain from

last night's

stable sweep

NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen, Poem Eighteen

Unfunny

Here, worms

have legs,

expect you 

to hanker down,

NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen, Poem Seventeen

All Are Ennui

If there is

entitlement,

there can be no

extra help. 

NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen, Poem Sixteen

The Shape

Own shadow

startles 

jostled when

you think

NaPoWriMo, Day Fifteen, Poem Fifteen

Prodded

Intruder

escapee

why not both?

who said

you could take

twenty steps

NaPoWriMo, Day Fifteen, Poem Fourteen

Pep Talk

Without team

there's no meat!

Action items

where nouns

become verbs!

NaPoWriMo, Day Fourteen, Poem Thirteen

Thinking of Skipping Stone Soup

Fall asleep

at post,

wake up

not taken over.