NaPoWriMo 25

I have been listening to the song "Sheets" by Damien Jurado on repeat for the last three days. The opening line, which I have used as the first stanza, grabs me musically and lyrically.  So I thought I would write this poem in the time it took to play the song once.

Is he still coming around
like an injured bird
needing a nest?

He says his wings are broken
but the feathers are only bent.

He says the only nest
that he feels at home in
is woven from your hair.

He holds his crippled foot
to his feathered chest.
And when he gets tired,
he switches the hurt foot.

He says that you will forget
to feed yourself.
He brings you worms
and waits expectantly,
mouth agape.

NaPoWriMo 24: Oh no!

Oh crap! I had too
much fun at Cathy's reading:
time to write a poem.
I have just two minutes left...
better make it a tanka.

NaPoWriMo 23: Fortunes

May you live long enough

to see your children

give up on their dreams.

May the road you travel

always be flat

and never curve.

May your love

be the kind of love

talked about in fairy tales.

NaPoWriMo 22: Change

It happens in small moments.

Suddenly, the world is different

and you didn’t notice it transition.

Perhaps you were freezing

around the edges:

didn’t move before you were trapped.

Perhaps you were a lobster

that they put into a pot of cool water:

the heat was nice at first.

Perhaps you saw the light

going out of her eyes

and you decided not to stop.

NaPoWriMo 21

When asked if I hold anything sacred,

I’m ashamed to admit

the first things that come to mind

are possessions.

NaPoWriMo 20

Some say film is dead,
But the Polaroid we took
Is the evidence
That we were here and happy,
And slightly red from sunburns.

NaPoWriMo 18 & 19

Naughty animal limericks from the drive down to Coachella.

There once was a flamingo named Stan.
Who thought he was the man.
The ladies did not think
Because he was so pink
So he went out and got a spray tan.

There once was an echidna named Fred
Whose penis had four beastly heads
That were fat as a peach
And he liked a lady on each
And they rode him until he was dead.