“Do you know," Peter asked, "why swallows build in the eaves of houses? It is to listen to the stories.” ~ J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

4.01.2012

weapon of choice


a new month begin, a new death again,
another friend gone
again again again.

and that bastard hurry, he begin to push me.

hurry, he say, the rain is drying on the dogwood leaves
hurry, the puddles are fading and the sky is gray
hurry, the honeysuckle too early here will soon be gone
hurry the words to tell their story.

but slow down, she push back.

slow down, she whisper all soft and slow, the rain is drying on the dogwood leaves
slow down, the puddles are fading and the sky is the color of the mockingbird's song
slow down, the honeysuckle be all early morning blooms and sweetness
slow down the words to tell their story,
spread them across your toast with sunday breakfast,
sprinkle them with cinnamon,
then toss the crumbs to the day and the robins
and wait for their song on the new month breeze.

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day 1 of NaPoWriMo, national poetry writing month.
a poem a day.

13 comments:

  1. oh my. this is perfect.

    and i want to spend the day, no, the month, with slow down.

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  2. Oh, April is going to be the best month with your every day poems and this new voice added to your choir.

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  3. you are quickly becoming one of my favourite writers. sometimes when I read your work I think, okay, I don't need to write anymore, she's got it. I can just go sit on my bum and eat bonbons all day. Phew!

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  4. oh how my heart stirs when I read your words...beautiful

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  5. very nice, emmatree, very nice.

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  6. A month of poems from you - what a wonderful treasure! And what a beutiful beginning.

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  7. I have no idea how my comment posted so many times!! Sorry Deb! delete the excess!!

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  8. There is something very special about these words. Thanks for sharing them and sharing your heart with us. Just beautiful!

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