Wednesday, November 6, 2013

November 6

The reopening

The smile of a familiar inner world. 
The golden glow of individuality. 
The silvery brilliance of the night. 
An old house reinvented, renamed.
Such places can acquire the aura of
A warmly remembered
seductively hued
And the quietest place she may be right. 

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

November 5


The sky
painted with hearts. 
The world
emerged from the nest
of wide open spaces. 
Her life,
a big cue. 
Magic elements
at work. 
Breathing through a fire. 

Monday, November 4, 2013

November 4

Explore contemporary pleasures
Authentic connections. 
Singular beaches. 
Arrive at a true sense of place. 
Plant your feet firmly in nature. 
This is the essence. 

november 3

The mind is never silent,
as if a shadow lay.
I want to lie down.
There's supposed to be a pill
to tell the unknowable.

november 1

Lots of people I know do NaNoWriMo. And I've tried. But the word count defeats me. A good day's writing for me is likely to be something more like 100 words.

But I've been poking at found poems lately, so I'm thinking of maybe trying to "find" a poem every day in November. I'm not always great at keeping up with ongoing projects, but we'll see...

So, day one I did two poems actually. This is the more inspiring one.

Well Versed

Here's to embracing the -just around the corner.
Time to find some new.
Break out of the stagnant.
Rebel against resistance.
Make things grand
with the emphasis on
the flow
fresh thinking
All are empowering for this fight.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

november 2

Day two. Ad copy is awesome for these little poems:

Dreams. Realities.

The long day has come to an end.
The vast depth and breadth remain
and never sleeps.
Never sleeps.