NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #17 – Who Haikus by the Half-Dozen

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

 

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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Who Haikus by the Half-Dozen

 

Of his many lives

Only twelve go by

the name of the Doctor

 

Capaldi is Twelve

But not really, Tom Baker’s

bunch of lost Time Lords

 

Hercules Labors

sum the same as this Time Lord

Doctor, Heal thyselves

 

A Baker’s grouping

of Blue Boxes, each redone

to match a Doctor

 

Angry Nine was Ten

Tennant Eleven, Smith Twelve

Capaldi one more

 

War gave birth to the

Enemy of the Daleks

Destroyer of Worlds

 

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*In honor of today’s prompt, as well as #DoctorWhoHaikus and #HaikuDay. Five of the six pertain both to the Doctor and the number twelve, but without actually using the word “dozen.” Ideally, I would have written a dozen haikus about the Doctor, but I only wanted to post my favorites. Feel free to post any you like in the comments, because this is a really fun prompt!

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #16 – “Kubla, What Are You Thinking?”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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“Kubla, What Are You Thinking?”

 

 

In Xanadu, you came to find

an Eden green and peace of mind.

Not only once, but at least twice,

you drank the milk of Paradise,

and you found your Promised Land,

But then, I think, on the other hand

 

when you talk of your musical lass

you’re talking out your- I won’t be crass.

But dulcimers and deep delight?

I think you’ve had enough tonight.

So “Kubla,” what are you thinking?

Perhaps of dreams and life… and drinking.

Laudanum may be your drug of choice,

but yours is my favorite poet’s voice.

 

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*My poem, per the prompt, is a response to one of my favorite poems, “Kubla Khan” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #15 – “The Cat”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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“The Cat”

 

The cat

– not the hat –

bit the man

and had the nap

dat

– his ire hot –

the man did not.

 

Bad cat.

 

 

 

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #14 – “Eulogy”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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“Eulogy”

 

 

In the early morning light

I pass one roadside deer

at 60 mph

that never saw the dawn.

 

My morning commute

reveals another- this one

lighter in color,

caught between north- and southbound.

 

The sun turns the road light grey.

I notice a wild turkey

-or was it a vulture?

– its final repose on the highway’s edge

fitting for a creature that

so often dines at the roadkill buffet,

but it-

he

could have been something else,

all I see is a bulbous body

covered in white and gray feathers.

 

I do not slow down.

 

Last of all, I speed by

the back-half of a rabbit

-a small animal anyway with short, brown fur

and less speed than that of the hasty motorists

rushing from Point A to Point B,

including me.

 

Someone should remember them,

even if it’s only someone who never met them at all.

We often

turn away from the ugliness.

Meanwhile, the bodies pile up.

 

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #13 – “Flower-face”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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“Flower-face”

 

Beautiful

Flower-face

Beloved of Lleu

created just for him

yet his betrayer

Your predatory nature

fits well your new form

Blodeuwedd

Nocturnal huntress

one bite may drain the life from your prey

Death’s pallor soon overcomes

those who fall before you

 

Your beauty

immortal as your cruelty,

Banished from daylight’s sweetness

You rule the midnight skies

Alone.

 

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*Written for the prompt, I took additional inspiration from the Welsh tale of Blodeuwedd.

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #12 – “Why I Can’t Tell You About My First Time”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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“Why I Can’t Tell You About My First Time”

 

I can’t remember

the first time I stepped into a library

and smelled the sweet musty smell

of used paperbacks,

hardcovers,

escapism and knowledge-seeking,

the first time I asked my parents

to read aloud

the signs we passed on the highway,

or the first time I sat

in the branches of the tallest tree

in the playground

behind our church

trying to sound out

what letters made up words

because I hadn’t been taught to read yet.

 

I can’t recall the first book

that I fell in love with,

falling into its pages,

examining the pictures for clues to the story.

Nor do I remember

the first book I ever read on my own,

or my first book without pictures

– a truly shocking concept!

 

I do remember being disappointed

when our local library moved to a new location

and my mother was no longer able to take me.

I remember spending most of my free time

– not including playing with friends

in the elementary school library

where I checked out a book on anatomy

that I read cover to cover,

yet didn’t check out again after I dreamed

that the library was literally

the beating heart of the school…

 

Oh.

I get that now.

 

Then the Middle School library

provided me with more options,

I’d check out

the maximum number of books allowed

from that school’s library,

packing them

in a huge backpack,

bent double from its weight

as I walked the mile or so home

in my brown-and-gold plaid

Catholic school

uniform.

 

In the High School library,

I borrowed tons of books

on the Salem witch trials,

humor books,

and Stephen King novels. By this time,

I worked and could afford to buy them too,

but when I learned to drive?

I rediscovered the library

my mother had lost,

drove myself

to the doors of the Community College,

walked within its holy walls,

and check out the maximum again.

 

Later I drove

to other libraries within my county

to get more books

as well as audiobooks, videos of Shakespeare

and Danny DeVito, magazines, horror and action and fantasy,

movies that I’d sit at home and enjoy

with family

lights dimmed

popcorn prepped

lounging on the couch or in bed.

 

I don’t remember specifics,

only always loving

letters

and words

and books

and stories

for as long as I can remember.

 

*image courtesy of BigFoto.com

*Written for the prompt as well as in honor of National Library Week and my favorite libraries, Cuyahoga Library system,  The Massillon Library, and the Canal Fulton Library. I love you all.

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #11 -“TableTop”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

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“TableTop”

 

On TableTop, stars will play games

using cards, dice, boards, and their brains

On YouTube Wil Wheaton

won’t tolerate cheatin’

‘til the Trophy of Awesome he attains

 

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**Today’s limerick was written in honor of TableTop starring Wil Wheaton and TableTop Day. Go forth, and may the dice roll ever in your favor!

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #10 – “Beware of Catching Magic Fish”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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“Beware of Catching Magic Fish”

 

The setting sun that twilight

cast a glow of red and orange

upon the clouds and lake, unlike

the muskellunge –

 

the ugly pike – yet shining silver,

dying sunlight caught within his scales –

whose appearance augers

the death of whales

 

and men, marriages and kings.

For this single muskie was special.

The magic metal,

flashing ring,

 

within his mouth

lined with needlesharp teeth

promised wealth,

but bequeathed

 

to whoever dared

to catch the flickering fish

only ill. Be wary, fisherman, and scared,

for what you wish

 

may bring you nothing good.

The price may be too high to pay,

for the muskie would

rather live to wish another day

 

than end up on your hook or in your net.

This particular fish, was once husband

to a powerful witch. Yet

when he strayed and disbanded

 

their union, she made sure

he carried the symbol of

his betrayal to lure

two legged predators who love

 

the shining metal ring more than the life

of a single, cursed fish. Those who caught

her one-time spouse were caught

themselves, the vengeance of a scorned wife

 

who yet would not suffer anyone

to harm him but herself. He must always be,

doomed to the sea, caught and freed, bringing none

of good to those who seek him, only agony.

 

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned,

and if she be a witch, well… you’ve been warned.

 

*image courtesy of BigFoto.com

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #9 -“My Twentieth Century”

 

 

 

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

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My 20th Century

 

My 20th Century was unlike

any other because it belonged to

me. My childhood, my infancy, my bike

that I rode my adolescent years through

 

the neighborhood where I grew up, watching

Mtv, swimming with friends on birthdays,

my first kiss, my first almost-everything-

the first time I took a holiday

 

without my parents. My boyfriend took me

to Saint Augustine, and my High School Prom,

the courthouse to get married, Germany,

We first kissed near the ocean, and then from

 

that time on we were inseparable.

I would not trade those times if I were able.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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** I chose to respond to today’s prompt with an English sonnet.

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NATIONAL POETRY MONTH: Day #8 -“The Caffeinated Watering Hole”

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The Cuyahoga County Public Library system is sending out daily email prompts in honor of National Poetry month! The idea is to write a new poem each day based on that day’s prompt.

Library prompts and poems can be found here. Below is my poem based on today’s prompt.

 

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“The Caffeinated Watering Hole”

 

The coffee counter

draws its customers from the surrounding

hustle and bustle of the mall

enticing nearby shoppers

with sweet relief for thirsty palates

and rest for tired bodies,

weary from the trek

store to store

in search of the perfect deal,

the cheapest shirt,

the coolest shoes.

 

The caffeine attracts them.

As the beasts of the savannah

line up at the local watering hole,

for the sake of survival

putting their differences aside

to slake their thirst

and preserve their lives,

modern men and women

stand side by side,

lining up,

craning their necks for a better glimpse

of what the barista has to offer.

Water and caffeine,

both are essentials

in the urban wilderness.

 

*image courtesy of BigFoto.com

** not strictly according to the prompt, but inspired by it.

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