By Pamela Carter
She is like a plump old goose sitting
mid-yard enjoying the gosling bustle
—squawks, the familiar scent of guano—
happiest in midst of tumult, sedate,
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By Pamela Carter
She is like a plump old goose sitting
mid-yard enjoying the gosling bustle
—squawks, the familiar scent of guano—
happiest in midst of tumult, sedate,
By Sam Louie, MA, LMHC
Broken,
fallen,
years clinging to worthless idols,
shrouded in shame
publicly disgraced,
privately humiliated,
forgotten by all,
yet God stays committed,
even in my misery.
(inspired by Lawrence Ferlinghetti’s Bird With Two Right Wings )
By Christopher J. Jarmick
And now our President
an orange with two tiny thumbs
tweets on his fancy phone; Sad! Lies! Bad!
- -while we try to keep our sanity
through each breaking news story,
Read moreNaPoWriMo, or National Poetry Writing Month, is an annual project in which participating poets attempt to write a poem a day for the month of April. (From the NaPoWriMo web page)
Since we are posting this page in the middle of April, we are not asking poets to write a poem a day for the month of April. Instead write just one poem in April and send it to us to post on this page.We will leave them up through the summer.