Tag Archives: NaPoWriMo
NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-three
top step creaks with frost •
Morning, child fog expanding •
gold floods the hillside. Continue reading
NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-two
standing in a park cold breeze mutes the noisy crowd wishing the earth well focussed on intent, sending hope for the future something we all must work for must come with action. Short poem today – a couple days of … Continue reading
NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-One
I got up very early this morning to go to the book sale in Williamstown and I’d been warned that these bags would be with the “vintage” books but little did I imagine just how mysterious and irresistible they would … Continue reading
NaPoWriMo Day Twenty
Laying paint film by glaze by blotch •
reveling in the occasionally brilliant stroke Continue reading
NaPoWriMo, Day Nineteen
Had this notion on the way to work about the color of the world seeping up toward the sky in spring but on the way home I saw my first of the wonderful white flowering shrubs that to me really … Continue reading
