NaPoWriMo Day 5: Fifty Words

The prompt at ReadWritePoem today is to ask someone for 50 words, read them several times, leave them alone for awhile, then try to remember about 10 of them, write them down, contemplate why we recalled those particular ones, then write a poem inspired by them.

Here are the ten words I remembered from the list my friend, Anne, kindly emailed me:
insulin, syringe, donation, surf, deposit, radish, pepper, mouse, sticker,
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Three Tries

to write a poem
inspired by these
words.

Some days I can
surf the waves of ideas
so easily

but, today, I’m just
floundering
in the ocean.

I’m a diabetic
needing a syringe
full of insulin

to balance
the sugar of
cliché.

Even the donation
of these words
is not enough

of a deposit
into the bank account
of my brain

to get my mouse
moving and pepper
my computer

screen with stanzas.
Instead, I just add
a period to the last word.

Celebrate for Sunday Scribblings

I’m celebrating Saturday,
melting snow,
my husband going
to the IGA with me,
not having a cold anymore,
the smell of warm clothes
just out of the dryer,
listening to a show
featuring music by The Doors,
(“Come on baby light my fire”)
keeping up with NaPoWriMo,
(This is actually my second poem today!)
April,
no rain,
a letter from a friend,
ham, green pepper, and cheese omelet,
cutting a lilac branch
and putting it in water to force,
Planters Cocktail Peanuts with sea salt,
a cocktail,
crafting,
a good book,
blogs,
life.

NaPoWriMo day 4: Paint Colors

Snow Ballet Starring the Poetic Princess

It’s as if she dipped
her ballet slippers
in black paint

for when she moves
she leaves the calligraphy
of her heart

on the surface of the stage.
She twirls and swirls,
a snowflake

in an ice storm
and her crystals of despair
shimmer like razor blades,

slicing through the air,
shards of pain falling
to blanket the audience.

NaPoWriMo day 3: Threes

A Rainy Day Threesome

5 am
rain
gotta get out of here
drive drive drive
Mohegan Sun Casino
$100 in my pocket

$20 on quarter machine
nothing
Another $20
Slide it in a fifty cent machine

Three Double Diamonds
turquoise turquoise turquoise
pop pop pop

dingdingdingdingdingdingdingding

$800

Just like that

Play
eat lunch
drive drive drive
rain
home
5 pm

Solitaire for TOP and NaPoWriMo Day 2

He ran in the house
grabbed my hand
and pulled me upstairs

to my bedroom,
a place he was not allowed.
My parents

were at work, though.
He made me sit
on the edge of my bed

and he got down
on his knees,
took the ring out.

“Will you marry me?”
he asked as he slipped
the solitaire

on my finger.
Did I even answer?
Did he ever imagine a “no”

in my mouth
ready to fly out
like scissors

and cut his smile
in two? He pulled
me up close

and “yes” got squeezed
in between
our beating hearts.

Varied, Knack, Crush for 3WW and Naisaiku

Crushed pineapple, rum,
ice, and a splash of OJ.
Blend. Cures varied ills.
MY HUSBAND HAS A KNACK FOR GOOD DRINKS
Blend to cure varied ills:
ice, a splash of OJ,
crushed pineapple, rum.

NaPoWriMo Day 1: Metaphor

Insomnia

Sleep was a silky fish
eluding me last night.

I tried to catch it
with the net of my dreams

but it wiggled out of reach
through cloudy thoughts

then taunted me
with its wide-eyed stare.