Day 3 of #VerseLove with Wendy Everard of New York, leading us to Inspriational Places

Today’s host of #VerseLove at http://www.ethicalela.com is Wendy Everard of New York, who inspires us to research our favorite writers’ places and our own favorites, and to write a poem inspired by that place. She wrote her poem as she walked around Emily Dickinson’s home and gardens.

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The Funny Farm

give me outdoors
on a bright, cloudy farm
one that's just a slant off
from the normal farm's charm

where the dogs think they're people
and there's no chimney-steeple

where the roosters don't stop -
they crow 'round the clock

and the cats are all blind
(confused mice think them kind)

where the pigs all stay clean
but the John Deere stays green

and the fig-pickin's plenty
and the fence posts are denty

and we grow winter corn
once the goats' wool is shorn

and the rabbits stay single
'cause they don't like to.....mingle.....

and the cows oom
(not moo, like all other cows do)

and the deer never scare
they just stand there and stare

and the farmer wears oil rags
returns new clothes with price tags

wears his straw hat with holes
'cause he's got backwoods goals

and he can't eat no sausage
but it's really no loss-age

they just go out for dinner
(and for her, that's a winner!)

on this farm that's quite funny,
sipping coffee with honey

give me outdoors
on a bright, cloudy farm
one that's just a slant off
from the normal farm's charm

Remembering Miriam on Her Heavenly Birthday – Stafford Challenge Day 34

Today’s host at http://www.ethicalela.com for the third day of February’s Open Write is Dr. Sarah Donovan, who inspires us to write poems that experiment with broken lines. You can read her prompt here, along with the poems of others.

I took the ghazal form today of 5 couplets with AA BA CA DA EA rhyme scheme and measured meter, reframed the whole form, relaxed the rules and broke the lines as I thought of my mother’s 81st birthday and the moments I’m so glad my camera captured before she left us in December 2015 with Parkinson’s disease. Above, she reads to her great grandson from The Sneetches by Dr. Seuss.

Shaping Future Tense

when nothing else
made any sense

when family strangers
made you tense

your lap unfolded
picture books

that tore down
every guarded fence

great grandson's
heart and mind you shaped
each page
a moment so immense

your fingers curled
his eyes unfurled
his focus on you
so intense

when nothing else
made any sense
picture books
wrote future tense