CAROLYN'S COMPOSITIONS

April 22, 2014

National Poetry Month Poem a Day: Week 4—April 22-30


CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH

POEM A DAY

WEEK 4: April 22-30

Today is forth and final weekly installment of 7 poems I’m posting during April in recognition of National Poetry Month. Although I’m only a wannabe poet I’m sharing my collection of poems with you on each Tuesday this month. By the end of the month I’ll have shared 30 poems, equaling one per day for the month (in four installments). Note: the fourth week will include 9 a poems to cover the short week at the end of April.

Read the first installment National Poetry Month Poem a Day: Week 1—April 1-7 , the second, National Poetry Month Poem a Day: Week 2—April 8-14 and the third National Poetry Month Poem a Day: Week 3—April 15-21 .

Poetry is not my genre. However, I play around with it, mostly when I’m a passenger in the car. I cull them from a list of odd rhyming words or words that relate to each other somehow.

I present the final installment of nine poems: Accueil_scribe

APRIL 22: THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED

Passing through the woods, two asphalt roads diverge

One, smooth, straight, swept clean, swerves right, lays level

The other, gravel and grit browning the black, rises steeply

A red octagonal sign inspires the traveler to pause,

To ponder: which road? DSC00244e

APRIL 23: THE SINISTER MINISTER

The sinister minister

Reigned inside

While sin rained outside DSC00244e

APRIL 24: THE REVERED MAN

That man is quietly reverent

To local folks he is revered

Is it because he’s a reverend?

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APRIL 25: River

I flow forward

Unidirectional,

Ne’er visiting

The same spot twice

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APRIL 26: SALVIA

Onto the salvia

The man spit saliva

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APRIL 27: WE

There’s you

There’s me

And then, there’s we

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APRIL 28: IRONIC FAMILY

They’re dead, gone,

Meaningless names.

Just names.

Written on a page

Etched on a stone

Markers of their past.

 

Why should I care about

These pilgrim’s journey

On the road behind me?

 

Why should those who follow

Care about my journey

After I’m dead and gone?

 

Why?

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APRIL 29: NABOB

That nabob*

Adorned with a prints charming foulard scarf

Is my schmoopie

That nabob is my prince charming.

 

*A nabob is someone with an influenza known as affluenza.

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APRIL 30: WORD TSUNAMI

A tsunami of virtual words

Tumble in a rogue wave

Waiting, wanting

To be sorted out

To release their power

To write their message

Buried in the undertow

of our writing mind.Golden_Writing_star

Thank you for bearing with me this month. If you found any poem that you quite liked or horribly hated please let me know in the comment box below. Be certain to include the title of the poem.

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ADDITIONAL READING:

First Snow Brings Out Santa & Mrs. Claus

In Our Mother’s Womb

Nancy

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2 Comments »

  1. I’m not much of a poetry person, my least favorite part of school – but your creative twist on it is worth reading !

    Comment by Grace (&Fred) — April 22, 2014 @ 5:43 am | Reply

  2. Carolyn, good morning. You do have a way with words. :) I liked “WE”….

    Comment by merry101 — April 22, 2014 @ 8:11 am | Reply


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