#NaPoWriMo – Day 21 – 4/21/18

Now and then, just a few words… small boats in open water void of even oars find their way home through intrinsic design planets constellations the invisible pilot residing inside the core begging to be heard yet silently steering as if the waves were feathers caressing newborn stars Green Not Hazel ©jacqualine-marie 2018

#NaPoWriMo – Day 20 – 4/20/18

Siren she won’t get inside their boxes with collapsible sides bottoms so wobbly and thin where all one can do is listen to the disenchanted crowd stare at corners edged with nonexistent views when underwater caves await exploration and the laughter of newborns echo she refuses to be taken by the nets that have been cast…

#NaPoWriMo – Day 19 – 4/19/18

Ode To Moments how do I love you more than the one who came before you and be willing to love the next as if you were all the first I tread softly with each breathing in silent bursts of knowing I won’t love any of you more than I will the last we could…

#NaPoWriMo – Day 18 – 4/18/18

Travel Day/Airport Review/Next Time I’m Driving the first airport fewer than 50 soon to be passengers not speaking to anyone else in person one hand grasping a cell phone the other on wheelie luggage thrip throp thrip throp along the hard cold floor to the carpeted area where you remove your shoes pack a tray…

#NoPoWriMo – Day 17 – 4/17/18

I started two poems this morning. Neither survived. My mind is elsewhere (travel) for these few days. Supposedly, writer’s block isn’t real. It’s an excuse.  So, here we are…… I dropped a box of words everyone’s glued to the ground stuck like melted taffy clumps to walk around blood splatters for forensics each word screamed as it died…

#NaPoWriMo – Day 16 – 4/16/18

  every Monday laundry and writing the washing machine sounds like an old soldier groaning to the grave   Green Not Hazel ©jacqualine-marie 2018

#NaPoWriMo – Day 15 – 4/15/18

  I randomly Google topics and odd words that beckon from their core I hear them circling and cajoling as a girl I read the dictionary blindly placing a finger on a spot rabbit holes becoming grass becoming earth becoming tunnels becoming secret portals becoming fields of sacred buried treasure magic reminders from the child…

#NaPoWriMo – Day 14 – 4/14/18

(A not so poetic comment regarding the incident in Prospect Park, Brooklyn with David S. Buckel – may his spirit rest in peace) makes no sense ignoring miracles the great elm alongside japanese pagoda trees in a park in Brooklyn cool breeze across the great lawn barks and yelps echoing on an ordinary Saturday morning…

#NaPoWritMo – Day 12 – 4/12/18

(“I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date…” White Rabbit …..and I say “Me too! But that’s OK”) (traveling) another day of details packing repacking shifting priorities until they all fit puzzle pieces me the odd one restless ragged until I’m in the air a book reading bird carry-on only water bottle in hand…

#NaPoWriMo – Day 13 – 4/13/18

Not necessarily a poem. (observation) nothing so sad as those we love ignoring our value while they continue to walk up the hill of indifference as if they are accomplishing something when they are actually just walking further downhill Green Not Hazel ©jacqualine-marie 2018

#NaPoWriMo – Day 11 – 4/11/18

for D all things round and dangerous call in voices velvety smooth I ask if you’ve ever jumped you answer in options and gold that isn’t the answer I say that’s the illusion Green Not Hazel ©jacqualine-marie 2018

#NaPoWriMo – Day 10 – 4/10/18

We are on Day 10 of the National Poetry Writing Month challenge. I’m late on this one. Interesting to me what pops into my head. I’m just writing it and letting it be what it is. The Leaf Blower’s Heart the leaf blower’s heart in the corner near the stone path that leads to the…