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#17 NaPoWriMo


APRIL 17 — Here is my poem #17 for National Poetry Writing Month, composed in response to a prompt on ReadWritePoem: write about one of the elements fire, earth, water, wind. This poem is based on my venture at home tonight.




As eleven teenagers gather late in my living room, finding a place

to settle on the rug or couches or easy chairs, passing around

a large yellow bowl filled with potato chips or drinking

cups of diet Coke, already joking and laughing but not yet

turning up the music or running downstairs without any shoes,

I am so very pleased with how well my daughter’s friends behave

when suddenly a wilder one — don’t know his name — drives one way

past the house blaring his horn, then circles back and does it again —

maybe his signal that he’s outside with the wind, fire, earth, water,

on the street with his car after hours and won’t come in, and why won’t

the girls stop hiding and go catch him, why won’t they

rush like the wind, blush like the sun, shake the ground, weep in the rain?



by Therese L. Broderick



About ThereseLBroderick

Independent community poet living in Albany, New York USA.

3 responses »

  1. Beautiful, the way you have woven in the elements here.


  2. The energy and tumult of youth, Therese! Make the most of the comparative calm indoors!


  3. Wow–You convey what could just be seen as silly teenage behavior so beautifully. I’ve got to remember this when the teens are all hanging out at my house. Thanks!


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