#nationalpoetrymonth
April 2nd: A Bop Poem “No One Knows”
No One Knows
No hot water anywhere in the school
And the soap we don’t bring ourselves
A diluted, suds-less, skin-drying potion
No red “stand here” circles or blue taped lines
To give little humans six feet of safe distancing
No way to believe in this “Safe Return to Schools”
No one knows what no one knows.
Families informed that their children will be safe
Teachers advised to get fully…
It’s National Poetry Month!
Prompt for April 1st: Rosamond S. King writes poetry using a form called “Shadow Poem.” This form asks you to write a shadow poem of a previously written poem. Today, I offered this prompt to my writers’ community. I suggested they write about shadows or try writing a new poem from one they’ve already written.
My poem below was originally written as an acrostic “ABUSEDWOMAN.” I divorced the form…
Day 17 of 30 Write Your Own Lines for Fortune Cookies
Fortunes for Survivors of Misfortune
For those of us who have survived abuse…
Survivors of abuse have an automatic angel of protection installed in every scar.
When you can’t sleep, the angels are busy around you.
Your abuser never sleeps soundly.
Your abuser suffers from IBS and incontinence.
Your nightmares mirror your abuser’s reality.
Your abuser has no friends, no joy, and no money.
If…
Today’s Prompt: Write a Golden Shovel Poem. Find a poem that speaks to you, use the words of that poem down the margin of your own poem, then write your poem around those words.
My poem is inspired by a poem by Reyna Biddy from her book A Psalm For Us.
Isolated and Free
What was life like BEFORE
This pandemic thought PUTTING
Us in isolation might bring FORTH
Kindness? Are we to BLAME
Can we ACK…