Your present question marks

are going to succeed. A lover
of words will write a book; bread
today is better than cake tomorrow

Like dreams of rose petals or earth
to flying birds, an upward movement
counteracts fate and fortune will descend

You will witness a miracle. Someday
everything will make perfect sense;
your shoes will make you happy


Another found poem for NaPoWriMo Day 13, this one made of fortune cookie sayings found here

Spring Things

A beautiful evening in the city:

flowers other than pansies

before Mother’s Day, fragrance

of two dozen roses just shined—


and I need some ideas if we are able

to go outside, like pick up another

smaller grill, talk to the people

you love, host a front-yard picnic


The NaPoWriMo prompt for Day 17 was to write a social-media poem. The above is based on Facebook status updates and is just about the right speed for a Saturday.

Striking Out at Every Turn

I curse the prompt that asks me to rhyme

It’s a begging for brilliance that makes my head ache

The requisite words lists take time


A poem a day, with so much at stake

Is too much to ask of this stumbling hack

I find that my courage will break


(My fingers, my eyes, my brain are all slack)


Inspired by NaPoWriMo’s prompt for Day 15: Write a poem in terza rima. I did not like it, Sam-I-Am.