Today's NaPoWriMo prompt, from which I've picked-and-chosen to suit my purpose, is to write "a poem in which a villain ... is revealed to be human." Windex If I'd only had a little
maybe I would have seen You and not been so absorbed in my own skin's tone and hue If I'd only had a drop maybe I'd have seen You shine and not have lost myself to what should have been mine If I'd only had a little maybe I'd have realized all the beauty that I needed was in Your gleaming eyes Today's NaPoWriMo prompt is to "write a haibun that takes in the natural landscape of the place you live." I have never written a haibun before and want to work on this one more in the future, but here's what I have so far. The rosy child picks the grass’s first sun-spoken exclamations: soft yellow affirmations, deep purple praises, thin-petaled white joy-cries. They are for her Grandmaman and for her mother. But another’s desire is set on these riches. And he comes armed, tiny but mighty weapon ever-ready, faithful to the will of his queen. Will the trusting joy of the child be a sacrifice to the loyal servant’s quest? And who’d be in the wrong? The child taking food from the mouths of a kingdom, or the warrior blind to an innocent’s pain?
Within a wing’s breadth they pass, from danger to dance each finding plenty. As I missed yesterday, I will combine yesterday's and today's prompts for my NaPoWriMo poem into one. Thus, in this poem the big meets the small...simultaneously. No bigger than the width of a hair A soul A life scientifically human Beyond scientifically measureless possibility to be you or I or the love of my life A person's a person no matter how small* Eternity dwells in the soul of us all.** * credit to Dr. Seuss ** credit to God Today's NaPoWritMo prompt is to write a poem in which mysterious and magical things occur. Here's mine:
Your curls blossom bubble roll down your neck, swaying to your own spin your own song They're untamed untied unkempt, I suppose but never would I cut them. *Note: You may ask what this has to do with magic. But to me it is magic that this beautiful child is so different from anyone else in our family. That from the way she looks to her already poetic thoughts, she is all her own. (Yesterday she not said but sang to me, "Mama is a rainbow in the sky..." This sung to a Mama who has hoped and prayed her depression wouldn't be a rain cloud over her children. What more of a blessing could one ask.) This poem shows just a part of the magic that is my daughter. I have been so excited about participating in National Poetry Writing Month with friends from the Pernessy Poets group... and though I'm late, I'm jumping in at last! I guess as I try to navigate the whirlwind adventure of motherhood, I'll just have to treasure the experiences I can and be patient with myself on the goals I can't grasp... right now. (The gift of each of my children is well worth it.) Today's http://www.napowrimo.net/ prompt was (as I took it) to list some identities that describe oneself (mother, wife, teacher, Swiss resident, etc.), think of them in terms of which showed power and which vulnerability, and then have one of the former talk to one of the latter. Here's mine:
Here at Poempixie we have a lot of fun with imagination and fantasy. But there are facts that mean so much more, including this: Jesus gives new and eternal life to everyone who follows Him! He loves each of you so much that He gave His life so you could be with Him forever, and He lives now, hoping you will choose to accept His gift!
~ Martina Hello, dear readers! I would like to take this time to tell you that
my husband and I are expecting a baby! We are so thankful to God to be expecting this little one, and we continue to pray for each child we hope God gives us, both biological and adopted. ~ Martina I would like to give a Clifford-size thank you to everyone who came to our Book Parties in Murfreesboro and Searcy! You were a great encouragement to us and are helping us get closer a step at a time to adopting in the future. We thank God for the blessing you are!
With a smile, Martina :) Hello Readers! I have exciting news to share!
Tomorrow I'm off to write with friends at the EPFL. I'm also eagerly awaiting publishing possibilities for my new story White Pants, which I hope to share with you soon! Perhaps you will even be able to see it in puppet show form...
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AuthorHi! My name is Martina, and I write picture books, riddles, limericks, additional poems, and puppet shows. I taught first grade, second grade, and kindergarten in the United States and now live in Switzerland where I enjoy good stories and poems with my husband and our three children. Archives
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