Spring, Written for NaPoWriMo

National Poetry Month ~ day 2 #napowrimo

This morning

I step outside into my beloved Ozark mountains

Along trails that follow the hollows and mountain ridges

A gift of multiple sunrises as I walk across the fields

I find diamonds among the fields of dew

 

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PHOTOS from the morning’s walk
Out and about ~ Roaming these Ozark Hills around Hidden Springs

Spring, Written for NaPoWriMo

National Poetry Month ~day 1 #napowrimo

Good morning from the Lakeside deck – – –

I step outside
In a cool morning breeze
I look up
And behind me
I see clear blue skies overhead
I watch in front of me
As low soft gray clouds cover a
Foggy Lake Ann morning
All along the quays
A heavy fog settles in
Unseen
Canadian geese fly over the cove
I only hear their loud calls
As they touch me through the fog
A hushed circle sun
Traces through the fog
Lifting light upwards
Over Ozark hillsides
It’s brand new
A Spring morning
Warming
But still cool from night rain
Lake waters close to shore
Turn a soft pewter grey
Laying perfectly still
As fog moves away
Sitting right on water tops
No shadows found anywhere
Although I can see
Where to walk along the side path
I cannot see the turns
Or direction that I’m going

Faith is like this ~

#Lake Ann, #Nature, #Winter, Haiku Poetry Group, Written for NaPoWriMo

Rise

Good morning from the lakeside deck ~

I sit somewhat calm as the air rushes in through the open screen.

Today is like a sudden gust of spring, the air is warm and swirling from the south.

It comes to visit like neighborhood children ringing a door bell and then quickly running away as fast as they can before the door is opened.

Some haiku ~

Light parade
Soldiers standing tall
Mighty woods

Morning sun
I sit upon air
Swings swaying

Poetry, Written for NaPoWriMo

Love Hurts

Day 9 – written for April National Poetry Month

Today’s prompt for #NaPoWriMo, suggested by Bruce Niedt. Here’s Bruce’s explanation: take any random song play list (from your iPod, CO player, favorite radio station, Pandora or Spotify , etc.) and use the next five song titles on that randomized list in a poem.

I really lost it!
Whole crazy thing
Love hurts
Love pain
What I love about Sunday
Just to see you smile
Summertime!

Poetry, Spring, Written for NaPoWriMo

Bear House Point

Day 6 – Sunday, Writing for April National Poetry Month with NaPoWriMo prompts.
Today we are asked to write . . . what is outside our window.

I sit back and watch the spring rains fall

Here rain also falls upon a first historic cabin, the Bear Point House

Bear House sits across from our cove and reaches out into the water ~ on its very own small pennisula

A most lovely house nestled into these Ozark hills ~

Bounded by Lake Ann
And its wildlife homes
Light peeks out its many windows
And fills the night
All in a friendly persuassion
That ~ it will be alright

National Poetry Month, Poetry, Written for NaPoWriMo

The Gift

Day 5 — Writing with NaPoWriMo prompts for April National Poetry Month

This form was invented by Terrance Hayes in his poem, The Golden Shovel. The last word of each line of Hayes’ poem is a word from Gwendolyn Brooks’ poem We Real Cool
I am using The Sparrow from The Bible and then using the last word in each line creating my new poem for today.

THE SPARROW
1
The sparrow hath found a-house,
And the swallow a nest for herself,
Where she may lay her young.

THE GIFT
1
The gift of coming home framed, by your mother the-sparrow
Something rich between you hath
Always noticed like a brand new penny found
Busily building a new Sparrow’s nest a-house
Even as the neighbor and-the-swallow
Finds a lovely mountain tree and the safety of a-nest
Sound the trumpets, ring the bells not for-herself
But the love given freely even where
It is never expected, in return she
And the love between mother and daughter may-lay
Golden crowns around her head and her
Own soul rises forever young