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Month: April 2010

#28-30 NaPoWriMo

. APRIL 30 — Here are my 29th and 30th poems for National Poetry Writing Month (one of them written late), concluding my poem-a-day marathon for ReadWritePoem. . LOCAL BIRDS #1 I hear the dolce dandelions gild my grass only after two goldfinches trill overhead. . . LOCAL BIRDS #2 Captain Blue Jay sloops on the wind to branches tall and slender, masts with green sails. . . APRIL 29 — Here’s my twenty-eighth poem (I missed yesterday, but hope to make it up tomorrow) for National Poetry Writing Month.… Read more #28-30 NaPoWriMo

#27 NaPoWriMo

………………………….WHY SHE WON’T GO PUBLIC …………………………..Just one last patch of scraggly, thorned …………………………..Underbrush still grows wild between two …………………………..Neighbors’ flawlessly-razored lawns, …………………………..Expertly-pruned shrubs and flower beds. . …………………………..by Therese L. Broderick . APRIL 27 — This is my poem #27 for National Poetry Writing Month, composed in response to a prompt on ReadWritePoem: write an acrostic using a word closely associated with your own life. I chose my birthday month, “June.”  After first posting this poem, I will continue to revise it in the hours, days, and weeks after first posting. .… Read more #27 NaPoWriMo

#26 NaPoWriMo

. APRIL 26 — This is my poem #26 for National Poetry Writing Month. Actually, it is only a very poor excuse for a poem. Blame it on my head cold. . The Ten Cars Which Just Sped Past Me: a Zoology of Tail-Lights   Antelope Boar Crocodile Flamingo Koala Bear Sea Lion Shark Tiger Walrus Zebra . . by Therese L. Broderick . . .

#25 NaPoWriMo

. APRIL 25 — Here is my poem #25 for National Poetry Writing Month, composed in response to a prompt on ReadWritePoem: write about the first words heard after reading this prompt. . Untitled I didn’t know you were in here so late still writing at the kitchen table, maybe tweaking a sonnet. Petrarchan? You didn’t know I was hoping to come close to rub your shoulders, kiss the top of your head. What could you be thinking or hearing, what can you know over there all alone (so you… Read more #25 NaPoWriMo

#24 NaPoWriMo

. APRIL 24 — Here is my poem #24 for National Poetry Writing Month. This poem departs from today’s prompt on ReadWritePoem.  . DECLINE  AND  FALL . This morning I mowed the lawn, sliced dandelion heads golden as an archipelago sunset while the Greek realm fell.   For lunch I rinsed handfuls of grapes, ate them with a glass of sparkling water while cities like Athens fell even farther.   Later I re-read “The War Horse” by Eavan Boland, admired its couplets, its heroic rhymes while Greece the nation fell into decline.   Tonight my daughter got dressed for the… Read more #24 NaPoWriMo

#23 NaPoWriMo

. APRIL 23 — Here’s my poem #23 for National Poetry Writing Month, composed in response to a prompt on ReadWritePoem: couple the poem with an unlikely voice or occasion. . PLATES OF GLASS ~Song of a Stretch Limo Driver (with apologies to Walt Whitman) I drive anyone anywhere I drive businessmen, mothers & wives, teenagers in love, the regular guy I drive the family, the office workers, the wedding party, the swim team I drive them to the party, conference, church, airport, college or sports arena I drive them to the… Read more #23 NaPoWriMo

#22 NaPoWriMo

. APRIL 22 — Here’s my poem #22 for National Poetry Writing Month, composed in response to a word bank prompt on ReadWritePoem. I used all words except “emporium” (I already wrote a poem about an emporium): crow, dizzy, fierce, flinch, pepper, reverberate, rust, saffron, squall, tendril, tomorrow. This sports report is invented. . …………………….THREE POINTER   …………………….two seconds left …………………….no time to flinch, so he takes …………………….the shot   …………………….ball hits the rim, goes dizzy, …………………….rolls around in the tendrils …………………….of the net, falls through   …………………….the squall of fans …………………….goes wild,… Read more #22 NaPoWriMo

#21 NaPoWriMo

. APRIL 21 — Here’s my poem #21 for National Poetry Writing Month, composed in response to a prompt on ReadWritePoem: write about flaws or perfections. . …………………….FATAL FLAW . …………………….She wears a silver ring …………………….set with a single pearl …………………….marred by a simple blemish …………………….smaller than a pencil point. …………………….And to every new admirer, she offers …………………….a magnifying glass. . . …………………….by Therese L. Broderick . .