National Poetry Month- 30 Poems/30 days

I love that Spring is the kick-off; and that our host continues to kindly host; and that the poetry community is growing. I like how NaPoWriMo formalizes a daily commitment to write, & for me, to take those daily scribbles into an actual post ^..^ . I love discovering other poets work from all over the world.

Yay for April!  National Poetry Month, and Day 2 of NaPoWriMo’s 30 poems in 30 days challenge.  So I have 2 poems for today. And a wee macro. 😉

I love that Spring is the kick-off for National Poetry Month; and that our hosts continue to kindly host; and that the poetry community is growing.  I like how NaPoWriMo formalizes a daily commitment to write, & for me, to take those daily scribbles into an actual post ^..^  .  I love discovering other poets work from all over the world.

Similar to last year, for the month, my poems may be buried in a post, or disguised as lyrics and verse. Other times, they are what I call “poetry pebbles”: small bits written fast, without rules, form, or destination…

Poem #1: inspired by Jaya King’s watercolor, “Cheep”.

Tiny bird
tangerine teal
I see that worm shimmy
glitter up your hat as if
Spring
is here     or your birthday
or a song you can’t stop
singing… “I’m No. 1, I’m No.1, I’m No. 1”

in Joy major.

Poem #2: Last week’s Wordle #49

Junk Yard Romance

Was it witchcraft or high art-

some quantum physical proof of
attraction in action, unbidden joy brewing
tender under a desert night sky?

Mechanical you, the alchemist under my
64-Chevy, roll out to say, how you miss
the South~ pecan pie and pralines~  just having
tightened the axle, replaced a hose~ cracked for supple~
tapped a gauge, and sprinkled white powder
over oiled juices.  The clean sweep         we both

needed, busy work behind a score of softly said
words…change, destruction, loss.       Desertion
is like the Pecos wind, we both agree;     covers dreams
with a fine, constant dust.             Endless.

“Remove those acids?” your deep blue eyes move
from chalk white battery to my new dress… No need,
I’ve some acumen, we joke. You set up appointments,
one next week, “to make sure” you say quietly.
I nod yes, seeing the store on the way home
with the best pecans, vanilla, brown sugar.

© 2012 Tara Linda. VS6

from artist Michael C. McMillen.

Author: tara linda

Musician, performer, poet, jewelry maker

7 thoughts on “National Poetry Month- 30 Poems/30 days”

  1. Absolutely love “Junk Yard Romance” and connect with it on so many levels. Can’t wait to share it with my mechanical husband. He will so appreciate it!

    This part…
    “soft words on change,” ending with “Endless.” is breathy, like a warm desert wind and feels like the longing at the start of love. Beautiful.

    Also really like the Southern influence.

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