Challenge Ending #aprpad 30

Spring Bouquet 2017

April Challenge

The end has come, what shall be done?

April is over, her challenge is finished

I shall miss her but not be forlorn 

- at least not for long

For May is arriving with colorful warmth

lilacs and tuliips, soft gentle breeze

new beginnings and endings

to challenge our days 

 - and bring joy

JoMae

4/30/18

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30. Prompt, write a poem in which something is coming to an end

A Gift of Aging #aprpad 29

A Gift of Aging

I love to catch glimpse of my dear grandmother

peekiing from the smile of our great granddaughter

playing in the kitchen 

A vantage point one cannot achieve except by

Aging

JoMae

4/29/20

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Prompt: Write a response poem

My response to my day 2 portrait poem: At 80
      Photo by JessicaKate Miles

Grief's Wave #aprpad 28

Chef's Birthday Treat

Grief’s Wave

In grief’s drowning void

dive deep into loved hobbies

to soothe the yearning

JoMae

4/28/18

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Prompt:  take the phrase “(blank) Wave,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem,

My Stuff

John's Carving: Articulated Golfer

My Stuff

I have a fond relationship with stuff

every picture on the wall, each

piece of furniture, a story

Any earring, gift or not, is more than just an

earring, it’s a hug, a memory, a tale to tell

My dear stuff is an element of who I am.

One day I will have to downsize, part with much

and figure out a way to carry things by heart

or be torn up again with loss. It’s only stuff?

Each choice, each gift has formed me. The whole

embracing with an almost unnoticed hug.
Stuff, the warm familiar sea I swim in.

JoMae
4/26/18
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John liked to whittle, design toys, games etc.  This is one he made in high school.  You pull the arm back and it hits a ball.  Notice the extra club laying along side.

Prompt: write a relationship poem.

Succulent Tangelos #aprpad 25

Succulent

I love to peel a

little juicy tangelo

for a tasty snack

JoMae

4/25/18

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Prompt: pick an intriguing and/or seldom-used word, make it the title of your poem

Small Steps #aprpad 24

Small Steps

Spring air and a walk around the block

put a spring into my step; move me

forward on my journey to discover

who I am to be, now on my own

Small steps, slow steps, clear my foggy head steps

Small steps, slow steps bring me back to me

Warm sun and the promise of more

melt the cobwebs of the winter

invite this sedentary soul to

step out doors and breath

Small steps, slow steps, clear my foggy head steps

Small steps, slow steps bring me back to me

Catching up with friends next door

walking to the avenue for lunch

laughing over nothing in the

rain, make me whole again

Small steps, slow steps, clear my foggy head steps

Small steps, slow steps bring me back to me

JoMae

4/24/18

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Prompt: Write a roundelay. (a short, simple song or poem with a refrain) 

Action Inaction #aprpad 23

Action / Inaction

One day of long awaited sun, just one

seventy glorious degrees.

tomorrow will be cooler

the yard calls out for raking

for working up a sweat

my book calls out for reading

while soaking in the warmth

my bones ache for the salve

of penetrating sun to soothe

away the winter, rejuvenate the joints

And so in-action wins the day!

indulgence all the way. I’ll sit here 

till that warm sun goes down

for tomorrow will be cooler!

JoMae

4/23/18

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Weeping Willow #aprpad 22

~Weeping Willow~

My golden wheat willow is weeping today

My soulmate, my love has been taken away

New widow, forlorn, softly weeps out her sorrow

While wind furied willow whips out grief's true measure

JoMae

4/22/18
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Danger! #aprpad 21

~Danger!~

The great danger of

procrastinating: that the

task will not be done

JoMae

4/21/18

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Summer in the ’70s #aprpad 20

~Summer in the ’70s~

Camper and tents packed

Bike rack filled, we were off to

Hamlin’s open arms.

JoMae

4/20/18

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Day 20 prompt:  take a line from an earlier poem
(preferably from this month) to begin your poem