Dot's NaPoWriMo - bring it on home

Okay - so I backed off of Script Frenzy to work on the memoir. Yes - I found a limit. Script Frenzy plus NaPoWriMo plus the Wayward Writers in Ariel Gore's Literary Kitchen plus the memoir and teaching and working my freelance and part-time jobs full-time. Whoa. Hit the wall. Bye bye Script Frenzy. Then NaPoWriMo started lagging so I started writing the haikus in batches, thinking I could do it that way. And here is is April 30th, the last day, and although I thought I was only less than a week behind, I logged onto this website to discover

tada

I am 10 days behind.

So: do I give this up too or write hurriedly away to get another 10 done? Oh - and I still have to finish this week's Wayward assignment and do feedback on this week's quick write (which I just did yesterday or the day before).

Yes: forging ahead. I will not give up both Script Frenzy and National Poetry Month (though I did buy CK William's "Wait" and Adrienne Rich's "No Poetry Tonight Will Serve" - so I have given tribute). But, I will write 10 haikus before midnight.

Yes. I can do that. Here goes....

#21
shadows from the clouds
cats hunker down, watching birds
still singing up high

#22
writers gathering
nervous, excited, open
two hours slip away

#23
improvisation
contact improvisation
body touching souls

#24
actors sing and sway
lights open, brighten, and fade
applause, smiles linger

#25
path of innocence
white buds on the new tree bloom
moss smothers the grass

#26
neighborhood parade
I missed it, we were writing
street closed signs remain

#27
ice returns to water
hard earth becomes moist, pliable
cherry tree blooms pink

#28
you said you love me
you said you would never leave
you said goodbye. tears.

#29
kombucha gurgles
alchemical reaction
turns sweetness to sour

#30
this is the last day
of NaPoWriMo this year
thirty days of poems


by Dot.

Dot's NaPoWriMo #17-#19

#17
Temps in the fifties
Mostly sunny no rain
Bare arms legs torsos

#18
Spring in the city
Joggers walkers bikes galore
Parking lots emptied

#19
Temptation of time
Solitude trees creeks and moss
Illumination
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by dot.
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Dot's NaPoWriMo #11-16

UNSPOKEN
tension unmentioned
creeks feed rivers feed oceans
banks overflowing

FISHES
she waves from the shore
electronic tears flowing
karma calls him home

RIVER OTTER
two eyes in green grass
gray clouds wander aimlessly
paddles dip and glide

CYCLES
dusky air dampens
cherry blossoms scattering
squashed worms on sidewalk

DAWN
anniversary
reptiles she, regrow their skins
breath follows breath now

METOLIUS
water washes stones
morning brings down pink snowflakes
passion and tear drops

Haikus
by
Dot.
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Dot's NaPoWriMo: April 7,8,9,10

Okay - so I got a little behind. And I'm behind on Script Frenzy, too.

Below are my haikus for the dates I missed. And I'm up to 23 pages on the script; only about 10 behind now. Whew - was 15 behind!

Okay - back to the poetry!

april 7

fried egg daffodil blossoms

risomes expanding outward through damp dirt

old roots hearty

april 8

vitamin D sprinkles walkers

chloroform floods the trees’ leaves

birds splash in yesterday’s puddles

april 9

mister lester’s morning peep show

from the headboard, black furry head through curtains

watches robins, squirrels, crows

april 10

headwaters pushing

crashing to the pool below

cameras clicking

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Dot's NaPoWriMo: April 6

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april 6

spring sky releases snow

email note from 32 years absent friend

life = unpredictable

by dot.
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Dot's NaPoWriMo: April 5

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april 5

pains unspoken fester

unwillingness to communicate viral

silence saddens, frustrates

by dot.
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Deb's Day 4, napowrimo

spring haiku

 

soft pink breaths of air

green gloves cling fast to strong stems

while rain, wind bellow

 

Dot's NaPoWriMo: April 4

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april 4: lester

a pounce of love leap

sleek black body lands, demanding attention

kneading, sandpaper tongue

 
by dot.
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Deb's Day 3 NAPOWRIMO, for April 3rd

Memory pulled backward

down the corridor

blackened walls screaming

doors gaping silent

full of words and empty

empty voice

 

 

 

Dot's NaPoWriMo: April 3

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april 3

no voice no opinion

alternating sun rain sun gray blue

whimsy or folly mine

 
 
by dot.
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Day 2 Poem

 

Spring Fever

By Deb

 

The cat has gone crazy again

spring saturates

her ancient blood

unknown feline hallucinogen

males calling her out

her madness surreal

and nothing to do

with having been spayed

 

Meow, let me out

meow, let me in

meow, dinner is on the balcony

you do like rabbit don't you?

meow, pet me now

meow, do not touch 

claw gashes the hand that feeds

meow and meow and meow

 

Soft grey fur

circles my unsteady legs

threading her plea

crazed begging

all purr and frantic instinct

the unseen need

unmet by me

only a human

who long ago

lost the frenzy of spring

 

 

 

 

 

Dot's NaPoWriMo: April 2

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Haiku #2

shoes/jacket blue sky/sun
black clouds follow down the street, obliterating the sun
drenched in rain, pelted by hail

by dot.
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Deb: April 1st, an opening Haiku

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almost midnight now

poet brain not yet aware

time for poetry
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by deb scott
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Dot's NaPoWriMo: April 1st

I decided to add a minstrel Poet in my Script Frenzy stage play. Double duty this month as I write a 100 page script in 30 days and write a poem a day, too. Crazy? Maybe.

Haiku #1

sun shining no rain
season’s first shirtless men with hackysack
daphne welcomes April

by dot

It's NaPoWriMo time!

Yes, it's April.

Friend and fellow writer (what's the female form of "fellow" writer?) will be poster her NaPoWriMo (national poetry writing month) poems here for the month. I can't wait to see them! Deb and I shared the poetry space in April 2010 (and the prompts I set up are still available under the archives for April 2010; our poems are also still available in the "comments" under each prompt).

This year I've opted to do Script Frenzy. I'm threatening to include a poet so I can do double duty - both Script Frenzy and NaPoWriMo ... but I'm not there yet. I have about 6 hours to go to make that decision. Okay, 5 hours and 30 minutes if I'm going to write a poem.

Anyway - keep your eyes out here for Deb's poetry!

Yay, Deb.