April Poetry Bonanza

It's April Poetry Month again. I'm getting all geared up to knock your Nikes off...;o)

Day 1- Couplet

  Spring!

Spring lopes through with breezy sneakers

Fuzzy brown coats bedeck the peekers. 

Halcyon breezes set wind bells chiming

Lovers and poets commence their rhyming.

All the world loves this season

When the air grows warm and we stop freezin'.

Day 2-Poetweet

(This is the full poem, which works much better but is too long. It has to be exactly 140 characters.)

My Rescuer

Up from dark places I creep
Towards the light
I do not, I will not
Accept my foul plight
A hand reaches forth
And takes hold of my hand
It pulls me to safety
I now understand.

Here's the fixed up poem (stupid spaces got me):

My Rescuer

From dark places I creep to the light.
I cannot accept my foul plight.

He reaches, takes hold of my hand,
pulls me to safety. I understand

Day 3-Fractured Nursery Rhyme

Original:
How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Mine:

How come the woodchuck chucks that wood? Could a woodchuck chuck something softer?
Or:

Old King Cole was a merry old soul

A merry old soul was he.

He called for his ipod

He called for his gameboy

And he called for his Playstation 3.

Day 4- If You Were Poem

Sand
If you were ocean,
Then I'd be the sand,
Circling you round
And holding your hand.

and another:

Luna Moth. Image: Paphio [Flickr]

Moth

If you were a candle,

A moth I would be

Fluttering closer

And closer to thee.

You're flicker would draw me

Whatever the cost

Closer and closer

Until I was lost.

Day 5- If I Were Poem

If I were a cowpie
I'd be juicy and sweet
I'd grace your green pastures
I'd be a fun treat
I'd be...unwanted!

Day 6- Easter Poem

Oh

Oh that I could walk out on the waves

And feel Him drawing me near

To have been at His feet

For those fishes and loaves

As He spoke to his children so dear.

Oh to have watched as He stilled the sea

And felt the storm calm at His word

To have listened while He

Told the Pharisees

They had seen but they had not heard.

Oh that I might have provided a meal

To the guttering candle's glow

To have listened to Him

Telling stories of things

His Father once taught Him to know.

Oh that I could have bound up His hurts

And taken a bit of His pain

To have looked at the wounds in His hands 

And His feet

Full knowing I'd see Him again. 

                                                                                                                                                        

Day 7--Joust!

Hooves pounding

Manes whipping

Drool slinging

Sand spewing

 Lances couching

Charger flying

 Wood Shattering

Splinters spinning

Opponent falling

Banners whipping

Crowd cheering

Jouster Sighing

Aspirin seething

Day 8--Couplet

Master of the Hall

Bring the torch and raise the call

The master's home, there's food for all

The hunt was good; a hearty buck

Let's be thankful for our luck.

Lay the table, bring the salt

Call the peasants, lame and halt

Bid the mummers come to play

It has been a wondrous day!

Day 9--This is Me Poem

Heidi
creative, intrepid, wacky, intelligent
Sibling of J, L, J, J, and C
Lover of L
Who fears not being prepared
Who needs support
Who gives service
Who would like to see Christ
Resident of the desert
Murphy

Day 10--Easter Peeps Limerick
 

Those peepers sit there in my basket

All neon-y yellow and pink

They're sugar and spice

But they do not taste nice

I'll keep them around 'til they shrink

The chocolate's a whole other story

I'd eat it for breakfast and lunch

But the trouble with that

Is it makes me so fat

That I put it all back with the bunch.

(image by richardsonfarms.net)

Day 11--Winter Haiku

(Image by its.caltech.edu)

Lacy snowflake here

On my nose melting away

Crystal happiness


Day 12--Couplet Song
Today it's more of a song in answer to a currently popular song (the name of which I won't mention). This is my answer to that song. It's not as angry as it sounds...;o)

You pray to a god you don't believe in

And then you expect that plan to fly

You're lonely and your heart is restless

But you don't even think to try.

You dare God to make it all better

When you bleed and the love is gone

And you howl that life is a lock-out

But you continue to do what is wrong.

Chorus:

Raise your eyes and look beyond you

Find meaning in something new

For when life gets dark and painful

God's a friend and a savior true.

Pull your head out of the gutter

Fix your mind on a paradigm shift

Look up instead of always downward

Do what you must to mend the rift

For life is a test and a duck-shoot

You can win big or desperately fail

It's mostly in how you look at it

Whether you sink in dejection or sail.

Chorus

Day the 13th-Tanka Poem 

Baby

Birth of my baby

So long awaited now

He lies in my arms

looking up with old man eyes

He knows the answer to all