one single impression: reign
photo: queen of hearts
there’s something wicked
that drives a queen crazy
two hands firmly fixed
behind the wheel whacky
powerful potent pill
eyes glazed and gleeful
staring straight ahead
she surrenders to no one
raving radical autocrat
bumper banging brawl
horn honking hysteria
fists raising terror
queen of hearts
wonderland lost
she searches sovereignty
read write poem: napowrimo day 13 smoke a dubie. for this prompt, take a dubie line to jumpstart a poem of your own. i picked homage to philip k. dick
In the trunk of his pink Studebaker
behind the spare whitewall wheel
there lies a breath expired scrawl
ordained his dotted i’s
he wrote when he was young
he wrote with weight a no 2 lead
rehearsing life’s impetuous imaginings
lubricated nibbles composure cast
clear pencil packets of five
he bought when he was young
he wrote the words of arrogance
packed with character and raw ramblings
unsheathed to him in grampa’s voice
whiskey swillin croaking cricket obscurity
he bought when he was young
he wrote the mad and simple
easy quick and staggering
a twilight later wandering
he baits his emotional memory
he bought when he was young
preparing spagetti
afternoon adventure
intoxicating tomatoes
soothes the savoring
favors of the sauce
red wooden stool
awaits to attend
sitting i stir
cooking quiet
sipping surreal
cabernet savignon
mervin the mechanic calls
your car’s ready
the sound of his voice
purring placid
marvels the meadows
of my red sauce simmering
tracing with chalk
the blackboard of time
writes the hours
whittled away
while waiting
ideal hour to aspire
bubbles bubbling
in a beautiful bathtub
wonders of a luminous life
it’s just about dusk
sniffing the scent
of basil and oregano
the aroma hints of
dinner delight
Poefusion Friday Five: mechanic, spagetti, bathtub, stool, chalk
photo: alisa633, photobucket
another fibinacci day dawns in the month of April 30 day poems… winding down to a few more days… it has been delightful… wanted to thank michelle at poefusion for providing excellent material prompts to tantelize our writers pen….
grasswetindew, nguyen, flickr
cool
dawn
morning
brings wet dew
clear fertility
green growing tender young shoots open
soon a symphony blooming flowers singing
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lonely pier at night, SCrume, flickr
speak
to
me here
beneath stars
observing above
alone in the cool misty night
standing on the quiet pier soothing wave sounds
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day 25-28 NaPoWriMo…
… yeah, caught up…
Piece of Pie ala Mode 