Friday, April 9, 2010

NaPoWriMo #9: List

I limp into Friday evening
from the bruises
of the week.

Walk in the door
stow my school bag
away for a couple days

Massage the back of my neck
as I pour a glass of wine
and anticipate

the strum as it hums
through my system.
Settle into my La Z Boy

turn the laptop on
and try to torch a poem
from a list of words.

Kindle it like a campfire
hope to startle meaning.
But, no luck.


flaubert said...

Oh I don't agree with that! I think you did an excellent job!

Anonymous said...

From Therese Broderick -- No luck? YES, LUCK! You got me at the start, and the poem unfolded smoothly. The torching a poem is great. I honor you and others like you who keep up with NaPoWriMo despite their many other work obligations.

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