My mind is like the flowers in the ditch
beautiful and trying to grow
but impeded by the dust covering it
trucks drive by spewing gravel and dust
leaving before you see the dust settle
before you see the aftermath clobber me
the haze of dust chokes me, makes it hard to take in the sun
you don’t even know you’ve stunted my growth
here I am standing, yet swaying under the weight
I look green and in my prime however
I can’t exchange air or sunlight for life
I need rain to pour down and wash away
the breadcrumbs of being rushed and angry
the marks of your leaving for paved road
coats every leaf of my existence
every petal questions the energy being used to untwist
if I’ll be smothered by indifference
forgotten by a line of trucks able to roam
why give you my colors, my display of brilliance
ignoring the pattern of my dress left me
feeling like unwanted blades of grass
If a coyote would only brush past
and knock some of the dirt off of me
so that I could breathe and shine and grow again
blooming down in the ditch is troublesome
you think I’m a weed to be forgotten
when really I was a seed spilled at the wrong moment
I was meant for a garden, I was meant to be loved
by a grandmother, herself forgotten by a husband
but I never got where I was going
I got left in the wrong dirt and now I bloom for strangers
I hope you’ve all enjoyed your week and your summer. I hope you’ve managed to shake off the dust and bloom where you are. This is the long poem I promised you. It is my newest poem.
the frost kills it
Today’s prompt was “in short” and we were supposed to write a minimal haiku. I can do sad well, so I did a short haiku about being sad. My hormones are messed up right now and the dreary days make me sad.
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the last flower picked
joy replaced by realization
she is now owned
If you are unsure of the rules of haiku and would like to learn more, then go to my What is Haiku? page. Also, stop by the Facebook page where most of us poets meet to get a prompt and share our work. There is still time to click Like on people’s posts to encourage them in their writing. Thanks for clicking like on all of my posts this month!!
Today’s prompt was “zyzzyva” (a genus of tropical American palm weevil, the last word in many English dictionaries, and the last word in NaHaiWriMo’s two-year odyssey through 790 daily alphabetical writing prompts using all the letters of the English alphabet). This haiku is about being late in a season. It is also about wanting something until you get it.
my lips opened but
my tongue laid still inside
I am sharing the haiku that I wrote for this year’s NaHaiWriMo. Next year I will post them on the blog, the same day that I write them. I have a lot of poetry to share, be sure to follow this blog with your email so you don’t miss any of my short poems.
the bees are few
the flower authority
I have bumble bees in my yard and tons of paper wasps, but I wish I had honey bees. I am glad to know that there are people out there trying to get the chemicals that affect honey bees banned. I do not have the kind of property where I could host a hive of honey bees, if I had more property I would try.
pink wedding favors
become baby shower favors
This was written for a prompt during February of this year.
Thank you for all of the support yesterday!! I had a record number of Likes for 1 day on the blog, which was 29 Likes.
So I thought that you guys might want to be able to find all of my National Poetry Month posts at once. To make it easy for you to do that, I am going to tag all of this year’s National Poetry Writing Month poems with NaPoWriMo2015. Look under the title at the little words, then click on that word and it will bring up all of those posts.
Here is today’s poem; we had the choice to write a love poem, or an anti-love poem. If you’ve been following me for very long you know that love poems aren’t really my thing. So, of course, I went with an anti-love poem.
the trellis stands still
waiting for the vine to climb
and twist inside
one of his many spaces
but she just lays on the ground
week of Halloween
everyone picks a pumpkin
ignores its flower
Have you been ignoring the simple beauty around you as complete tasks? Be sure to enjoy your tasks today and notice the little things around you. Also be sure to look at all of the posts I have made today (this should be three of four). I am catching up with the PAD Challenge.
reminds me to be humble
Have daffodils started blooming in your yard yet? What is blooming in your yard? I love the daffodils that are bicolored white and yellow. I wish I had some. I transplanted a few in the fall like you’re supposed to do but they haven’t bloomed. That was two years ago. I am going to dig up some of my mother’s daffodils this spring before they bloom and move them and hopefully I will get some blooming daffodils in my front yard. I just feel like a yard isn’t complete until it has daffodils in it.
like the bee
stumbles upon the flower
I found you
I finally wrote a love poem!! Someone say hooray!
morning glory vines
refusing to form to the trellis
my shade of purple
This is one of my most favorite haiku that I have ever written. It was inspired by my little vine that I got from my Mom.
the flower with thorns
has the reddest petals
begs you “look at me”
Has it ever crossed your mind, that the flower the world is obsessed with, naturally has thorns?