Description: For Day 8 of NaPoWriMo. Interestingly, this is also my 200th poem! Wow! I never thought when I started this blog that it would inspire SO MUCH writing, but it really has! Hope you enjoy this special milestone poem, which, unsurprisingly, prominently features rain. (You know what I’m talking about, Midwest!) Seriously, though, I love the rain, especially because… well, you’ll see.
You may deny it with your dying breath
But you have heard God’s voice
He commands with every thunderclap
An authority that silences, humbles, and awes
He is the pitter-patter of rain on the windowsill
That comforts and lulls
The wind that howls and whispers
To refresh or to chill
How can you not believe?
When faced with nature’s power
How can you not feel small?
In someplace you know
He’s the center
The voice of it all
Description: For Day 7 of NaPoWriMo. Mother Nature has taken this “April showers” thing seriously this year. And that’s okay.
The haze conceals any trace of stars
The sun seeps like smog to the east
Gray hangs low
Dew drips thick
I inhale air fresh with rain
Step into this open space and begin
Close my eyes and feel
Each echoed hint of thunder
You’d shun these days
Description: (Day 14 of NaPoWriMo) Inspired by WDBWP’s prompt, Reverse Acrostic, in which we were encouraged to (you guessed it) write an acrostic poem (but with the acronym consisting of the ending letters). However, we had a set list of words to choose from. As today was a drizzly, cool day, my choice was obvious.
I tend to thrive on the coolest of days
When bright sunbeams vanish with an icy adieu
And liquid mountain air drips down
Steaming like kisses on my heated cheeks
Bundling, shivering gives me a high
In which I conquer ennui
And for days I splash without abandon
Yet my body yearns for something else
Description: I started this poem a few days ago on a VERY rainy day. I loved it. Not only do I just love the rain, but rainy days also give me a great excuse to utilize my favorite fashion accessory. That’s right, you guessed it: boots. I had a blast with my boots that day.
Ah, I am so glad it’s autumn, so I can justify wearing boots all the time! Because boots are awesome. Here’s why.
There’s something about the beginning
I’m armoring up for the day ahead
There’s something about the middle
The clop and strut of heels on pavement
Hunting, climbing over marshes and sand
Cutting through the running waters
Onto the cobblestone
I’m on an adventure
There’s something about the end