NaPoWriMo, April 30

Bread rises on hope —

Start with necessity and hunger

Stir in extra time

and the yeast of life

bubbling with excitement

now smell

and anticipate the taste.

Bread rises on hope

in a warm place

covered with a tea towel.

Protect your dreams

with threads woven from

the desire to live

without fear.

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Counterpoint:

“Free from hope and fear concerning the result” …one of the Four Freedoms

 

NaPoWriMo, April 28

Sitting here wondering

why I’m still sitting here

then remember

I’m supposed to be writing a poem.

It could be about anything

or nothing

or the understanding

that both are the same.

It could be long or short.

It doesn’t matter.

As long as I get it down

words on

screen.

Shapes

in light.

NaPoWriMo, April 27

Every thing that comes in to the house

takes up your valuable time,

you Human Doing.

Sorting, putting away, recycling, consuming.

Buy less, live more.

Unless

you want this to be your life.

If you aren’t moving things from place to place

and using things up…

what are you doing?

How will you label yourself?

Perhaps

take the time

just to

be —

NaPoWriMo, April 25

Look at the cup

as if it’s already broken

so you will not yearn

for the mirage of permanence

in a world full of change.

These times are not easy

but they will not break me

because I know

I have always

been cracked from the start.

NaPoWriMo, April 23

Thoughts about Craving, in the Shape of a Poem

It was easy before

to give in to cravings.

Just go to the coffee shop,

the store, the sushi place.

Order in, take out, delivery.

Quick service, next day shipping.

Now it takes me two weeks

just to get my hands on a chocolate bar.

And the only reason

coffee isn’t sold out in stores

is because people like to drink it fresh

so hoarding makes no sense.

Be creative.

Just learn

to make do.