Hope everyone enjoyed April Poetry Month! I know I did! I can’t wait for next year to come. If you looking for prompts to help out your poetry why not purchase a copy of one of my 30 Poems In 30 Days: April Poetry Challenge books. I have kindle or paperback. Currently you can them through Amazon.
Time of year has come for dog to shed winter coat.
Returns in small single fur flying off when petted.
Days later fur begins to be pulled by tufts.
Brushing is the rule each other day.
Fur brushed off turns into a pile.
It grows and grows until–
You can almost make another dog from it.
Then summer coat comes in at last.
Until we wait for fall to change coat from summer to winter.
Return of loose fur has arrived
Shedding is means of the day
Forgive myself for looking back into past
Of things that I could done very different.
Forgive myself for being a perfectionist
Trying to get projects to my specification.
Forgive myself for not being in a relationship
For I like my freedom to go and do want I want to do.
Forgive my for not loving myself fully
It all stems from the world around me.
Forgive myself for constant self-criticism of myself
As I seem to find fault always with who I am.
Forgive myself thinking I’m ‘not good enough’
All those negative thoughts swirling around my mind.
Forgive myself for not adopting to changes
It’s the fear of unknown that prevents me.
Forgive myself for losing my hopes and dreams
Cause I can’t seem to zero on what I truly want in life.
April 30th Prompt: Write a poem of 4-line stanzas in which you list and describe many things you forgive yourself or someone else for, at least two items of forgiveness in each stanza. The stanzas may be rhymed or unrhymed.
What words can I say for my creamy Shiba, Kana.
Who came into my life with from a rescue group.
She pawed at her cage when she saw me come in.
Rescuer opened cage; she bounds out
Quickly came to me; jump up to say hi.
I petted her; she melted my heart right there.
Now she is with me every day.
I am not lonely now.
I have a walking partner again.
Someone to take outside; enjoy nature.
Someone who makes people stop
To find out more about her.
She is my travel partner.
She loves going places with me.
She soaks up all attention
From every one she meets.
I praise her for being so calm.
She goes right up to people;
Not afraid anyone person or dog.
She has rescue me from loneliness.
She my poetry muse now.
She is special; unique in many ways.
She has made me happy again.
She is calm when I am upset.
She is furry pillow I can rest on
To feel better when I am down.
She is my girl.
She is the one who will bring
Me out of my shell more.
She is my dog.
I praise her with my poem.
Reading instead of kickball
I would rather be in a book
Lost in pages of a story
Where kickball involves a ball;
Two teams where one might be picked last
Where one foot struggles to connect ball
To make it soar to get on base
I rather read a book
Something I know I am good at
Kickball something never good at all
April 29th Prompt: What is one childhood activity you particularly hated such as Monopoly, Dodge Ball, Jump Rope, Birthday parties, Confirmation class? Write a poem on what you would rather have been doing, on what you are doing with that time today.
Two twin beds with space in between
Where you can put a sheet over
Making a small single fort
Tall skinny bookshelf
In between twin beds
Leans against the wall
Waiting for the hand
To pull a book from to read
Facing one bed a dresser
Huge brownish red contains clothes
Green desk with a chair stares
At other bed across the way
Posters of wolves hang upon walls
Stare passive out of their frames
Horse collection mingle together
On an old piece of furniture
Closet closed containing clothes,
Collections from who know when
Light carpet soft when walking on
A bedroom refuge for someone
Who loves to have their lone time
When they want to get to away
We sit around table.
Smile at the camera.
We are about to eat.
It’s our Thanksgiving meal.
Everyone from our family
Is there except for baby
Who is in other room
With one of the relatives.
Some of us have eyes closed.
Others smile with cheesy smiles.
There are sweet potatoes,
Cranberry sauce, stuffing,
Turkey, regular potatoes,
corn, green bean casseroles
Rolls and much more.
My step-father there
has one of his kids
With his two children
We are blended family
April 28th Prompt: Pull out a family photo and write a poem about it, describing it but also describing facts about the photo that are not visible.