Finally today, I catch up. Here is the scoop from NaPoWriMo:
on APRIL 13, 2013
Hello, everyone, and welcome to the 13th day of NaPoWriMo!
Our featured link for the day is Rhymezone. Mostly my poems don’t rhyme, but when they do, I often rely on Rhymezone to help me across those tricky lines!
Our featured participant’s blog is Frances McCue’s Blog, where the poem for Day 11 is vaguely threatening and alluring all at once. All I know is, I’m glad I’m not a fictional helpful raccoon.
And now our (totally optional) prompt. Yesterday’s prompt of saying what you’d never say was sort of a doozy — rather emotionally intense, I think, for a lot of you! So for today, let’s relax. Your prompt for today is simply to take a walk. Make notes — mental or otherwise — on what you see on your walk, and incorporate these notes into your poem. A bit more serene and observational than yesterday, and hopefully a nice, calming poem to begin your weekend with. Happy writing!
I dreamed this poem last night, scribbled it in the dark before returning to sleep–and it happens to fit with today’s prompt.
PHOTO CREDIT: C.J. PRINCE
For Thommy Wise
I walk into a bright restaurant in San Diego,
black and white tile floor, a ceiling fan whirling overhead.
I see you in a booth with friends.
Hard California sun sears past palms trees,
I slide into the booth next to you,
air kiss your cheeks
but we’re in Pete’s Kitchen on Colfax.
We walk in a lemon orchard
surrounded by the scent of rind,
called to Runuculus madness,
more color than either of us wear.
We stroll past avocados and cheramoyas,
listen to the susurration of palm skirts.
We dance on the bar, sip champagne,
smoke a joint in the alley behind Dudley’s.
We hold hands and walk north
along the beach, sea foam lace catching ankles.
I stop to gather seashells,
little cups of memories.
I wear sunglasses and a wide brimmed hat.
The prayer wheel turns.