#NaPoWriMo2026 #Day13 #TheManor #CherishedLandscape

 

The Manor 

Chatting with Dad,

I learn the world was named twice over:

Mud Hill in his tales, 

Elephant Hill in our own;

 Round Pond, Roman Pond. 

Yet through every naming shift 

the White Lady walked with us.
Strange, isn't it

How the land keeps its shape

But the names wander
As children stake their claim 

on the landscape of their adventures.

#NaPoWriMo2025 #Day13 #NettlesWhisper

Nettle's Whisper

1

There is a green fire in nettle at twilight

It hums like a thought that stings and soothes the same.

You must be still to hear what it is singing.

It sings of love, but not by any known name.

  “I want to be with you everywhere,” it says.

  “I want to be with you everywhere,” it stays.

2

The roots hold secrets older than our speaking.

We walk above them, never thinking to ask.

Still, something brushes back through skin and shadow

The spirit behind the nettle lifts her mask.

  “I want to be with you everywhere,” she says.

  “I want to be with you everywhere,” she stays.

3

Not all things soft are kind; not all pain is cruel.

To love like nettle is to risk being known.

To touch, to sting, to heal with steady presence

To find a place where even thorns have grown.

  “I want to be with you everywhere,” they say.

  “I want to be with you everywhere,” they stay.

#NaPoWriMo2024 #day13 #psalms63:10

Psalms 63:10

Bought a cheap laptop

to listen to some doowop

sloshing down my adult juice

to get myself a little loose

count each expired breath

another step closer to death

every night asleep in bed

is a “practice run” he said

vampires hate garlic 

no stakes use a toothpick

serpent tempts eve with apple

(that’s what I heard in chapel)

I have read the good book

inconsistencies for those who look

wise men sans car

travelled guided my a star

church parades I attend

drive me slightly round the bend

I would be less annoyed

If foxes portions they’d avoid

 

#napowrimo2022 #day13 #13luckyforsome

Inspired by the Nonet, trying a poem with 13 syllables and then dropping one of each line.

"13 Lucky for Some"

Himself suggested a trip to Buckingham Palace.  

Okay, if you like says I. Heaven knows that were

not really monarchists, but marriage is about

compromise. We might see the Changing of

the Guards, we sit beneath a cherry tree,

blossom falling round our faces,

surprise, he pulls two tickets,

out, reveals a “Wicked”

treat, completes a

musical

hat trick.

Squee!

#truthbrokeout #NaPoWriMo2021 #Day13

Unexpected news…truth broke out.

Every day I read

bad news, my heart it

broke, so I choose to

stop reading print, no red top

rags or broadsheet columns scanned.

 

Every day I read

 fake news, my heart it

broke, so I choose to

stop mindless scrolling, on

social media, ignoring trolls.

 

Unexpectedly truth

broke out, usually

lies have run halfway.

around the globe before the

truth has got her pants on. 

 

Today’s prompt comes from the Instagram account of Sundress Publications, which posts a writing prompt every day, all year long. This one is short and sweet: write a poem in the form of a news article you wish would come out tomorrow.

Added a little nod to Terry Pratchett