I've been writing my NaPoWriMo poems on Twitter, largely because I have it on my phone and the restricted character count and instant nature of it feels less intimidating. But, I plan to repost them all here. All, I've totaled 3 and April's end is a mere week away.
As always it's going both trudgedly slow and confusingly quickly, and once I'm out of the mountain of grading... I'll be welcoming late spring and early summer with open arms.
Til then of course.
Poem 2:
April is a Poem.
promising flowers for sustaining the rain
promising warmth for withstanding one final frost
its twilight shrinking toward pink
its days creeping toward summer
Summer
all bare skin cut grass kisses
and April
a perpetual longing
splashed
with color
Poem 3:
Writing a Twitter poem at a Taco Bar
The air sot thick with spice
it's an appetizer
The bartenders running
Patrons humming
Stomach rumbling
While I'm
Tip tip tapping
and the Tacos are coming
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