National Poetry Month Celebration 2019 - Post Poems Here!

[lisaeagle65]

WOW Michelle. That took my breath away. Love the imagery and meaning. 

[lisaeagle65]

Letters

I trace my name
On a frosted window
And watch the letters
Fade into tiny drops
That dribble together
And run down the glass
Drawing lines
That look like sadness.

[ajduclos]

aahhhhh...  my name... lines that look like sadness...  beautiful, evocative

[Colm Roe]

30 ways to die.
#9

Some regrets linger 
only slightly uncomfortable,
a dull back pain, from
too much time on a sofa, or
having that extra drink
when you knew better,
and it's in the bible anyway 
sloth and gluttony, 
and the other five,
so many sins to enjoy...and so little time.

But some regrets ride jack hammers
without an off switch,
two teams work in tandem
one inside your skull, trying to get out.
Outside, just as enthusiastic
their combined efforts
vise a prison without parole. 

A farm, a toddler, a reversing 4x4
driven by her father   
one moment, one death

Some regrets venom, immobilise.
Jigsaw pieces liquefied,
try as you may
you'll never got them back together again. 

[Colm Roe]

Eye like this one lots Sharon. 
Are you vaping?   
 

[Colm Roe]

Letters

I trace my name
On a frosted window
And watch the letters
Fade into tiny drops
That dribble together
And run down the glass
Drawing lines
That look like sadness.

Love this lots...but not fond of Caps on every line 
 

[Sharon Leigh]

Eye like this one lots Sharon. 
Are you vaping?   

Hah Colm! Thanks. No, not I...was able to put cigs away permanently last September without that crutch thankfully. This is a fiction, Just having fun with NaPo

PS #9 is wrenching 

[Colm Roe]

Another one based on a true story...happened to a cousin of mine many years.
Glad you're still off the fags Sharon

[Tracy Mitchell]

#9
~

[Lecram06]

Tracy,

The title is pregnant with associations. The last two lines reveal twists the reader's mind into wakefulness. Marcel