NAPOWRIMO 29 To be back home: A review

To be back home: A review

A
bit was
left behind in

Southampton.
It's sinking
Into sumptuous sofas.

It's
owner fears
leakage, numerous dangers.

Of
a truant
piece of heart.

The
quandary touches
me, you relate.

The
times that
generate such memories.

Will
understandbly demand
a happy sacrifice.

NAPOWRIMO 28 From there to now

From there to now

I have crossed the hump

Exploring the liminal

I won't look back, heard

Of salty transmutation 

Skipping free, new horizons

NAPOWRIMO 27 Quake

Taxi

arrives I 

jump in. Like

most 

mornings my

driver is Nepalese.
I 
want to 

say something to

express 

my sorrow 

my solidarity for

whatever 

loss he

feels. Words fail.

He

speaks hesitantly,

Have you seen

The

news? My

Country? The earthquake?

He 

pours fourth.

That his family

are 

safe, but

many souls lost

Eighteen 

Everest dead

as mountains moved.

Of 

Cultural treasures 

reduced to rubble.

I 

realised he

didn't need my

words

trite, condolences 

just a vessel

to

capture his

own cascading grief

NAPOWRIMO 26 Bob

B is for Bob

I am Bob

So named because 

B is for Bob

B is *hopefully* for benign 

C is for complex ovarian cyst 

D is for Dr GOOGLE 

Who is not your friend 

As a complex ovarian cyst 

I consists of both fluid and solid

Am I?

Dermoid; a piece of tooth 

Flap of skin 

Endometrial; sludgy, old blood. 

Growing outside the womb.

Cystadenoma: watery mucous.

Rupture and twist.

Hemorrhagic; blood vessels breach.

Ultrasound, CT scan,

35 mm by 35 mm

As I grow 

So does your panic

Then poof...

I dissappear 

All that perfectly good worry 

Wasted

B is for Bob 

B is for bastard

NAPOWRIMO 25 A Jenny by any name

A Jenny by any name.

Troglodytes Troglodytes

She flits around, is always flighty.

Are we surprised at little Jen's

Fitting, flitting Latin name for wren.

Little Jenny wren is jiggly 

Like a fruit, not worm wriggly 

She'd rather nom a pomegranate 

Than the tastiest invertebrates on the planet.

NAPOWRIMO 24 Wordsworth fail me

Wordsworth fail me.

I WANDERED lonely as a shopping trolley.

That sinks low in pond and stream,

When all at once I saw a volley,

Of traffic cones a vibrant team;

Besides the bottles, beneath the debris

In disbelief my tears run free.

NAPOWRIMO 23 Mythic Tarot

Mythic Tarot

High Priestess, cow eyed,

ethereal, pale 

skinned, dark hair hangs

free. Grasp narcissus, symbol 

of your abduction, bejeweled

pomegranate, a

bargaining chip between two 

opposing forces. Peril 

unless you negotiate 

Mother love and destiny