of covert feathers’ my play.
Hen’s the game. I slay.
Joker’s wild, think he’s
a player. Thinks I’m easy.
What a foolish fowl.
Notes: After taking a hiatus since 2018, hoping to join in another NaPoWriMo challenge and shoot for 30 poems in 30 days. I am again following Maureen Thorson’s site NapoWriMo.net, which usually serves up daily prompts, and wonderful poetry resources.
Today’s prompt is for early birds (March 31): “And now, in the spirit of an early-bird prompt, I’d like to invite you to write a poem about your favorite bird. As this collection of snippets from longer poems suggests, birds have been inspiring poets for a very long time indeed!”
Hope the poetry challenge can serve as a momentary, albeit a creative, diversion, helping us all to navigate through these perilous time. Be safe, stay healthy, be kind!
Day 23 of NaPoWriMo. Today was all about taking chances. The prompt was to find a deck of cards (any type), and draw a card and then free associate and write for 5 minutes. Being lazy enough to locate a deck of cards in the house, I drew a virtual card from an online site. I drew a six of spades. I like stream of consciousness writing. Of course, after the 5 minutes, there was more work to stretch and organize the words that spilled out. Can’t say if the result turned out great, but the process, at least, was fun.
Six of spades
As in spades, as in droves.
Droves of doves perched on banyan trees
Droves of doves, crows, sparrows and their kin -
bringing up the raucous section of the woodwinds.
Outnumbered pedestrians avoid walking under the trees,
spilling off the footpaths and
mixing in with rickshaws, scooters, cycles, cars, and cows
all flow through the streets
as multitude of horns honk and beep,
add brass to the woodwinds.
Sun sets against the district court -
as plaintiffs, defendants, and lawyers stream out
adding their chorus to the cacophony.
Sun casts long shadows across the lake
Boaters paddle and propel their oars on the lake
The sloshing and thumping
Lantern-lit food carts dot the lake,
Across the street at the music venue,
Crowd gathers for tonight's event
Inside the concert hall,the strings come online -
And now, the noisy city symphony is in full swing.
But, we will end with
the same words as we started,
Not sure what any of this has to do with -
Six of spades.
Six of spades In spades is droves Droves of Doves on banyan tree raucous and loud in the evening setting sun soft light traffic high cyclists and rickshaws and cows and cars and end of the day people with business from the court family disputes lawyers in black robes food carts and the lake with boaters and music college with students of music concerts one way traffic.