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Poem-A-Day Challenge: April 30
From Poetic Asides:
“For today’s prompt, I want you to write a farewell poem. After all, we are saying farewell to another wonderful National Poetry Month. Say farewell to this month; say farewell to a vacation spot; say farewell to a bad relationship; say farewell to work; say farewell to school; say farewell to saying farewell even. Hopefully, I won’t be saying farewell to you; please stay in touch and let me know of your successes as we keep poeming toward the horizon.”
FAREWELL, WOOLEN COAT
I hesitate to part with it.
That coat from our early years
of marriage, the one you
picked out for me.
You were right, you know.
Urging me to try it on,
our daughter, sleeping in the stroller.
The same daughter now out
conquering the world.
Yes, it’s been that long.
This coat has seen me
through many winters
and false springs.
Has witnessed
idylic days,
hard times, harsh times.
Endured more coldness
than I would have liked.
Seasons are like that.
April 30th, 2009 at 9:01 pmSometimes the only protection
against a North wind
is a good coat, well chosen.
ABOUT WRITING POEMS IN APRIL 2009
May 2nd, 2009 at 12:43 pmI lost a good friend this April and the poems stopped for a while but then I wrote: ”All I want is You” and then it all got started again – so look up the 17. april poem if you want.
It is about my friend Kurt who is teaching me how to catch cod and I don’t think it’s my best poem but this along with your words got me going.
Then came i.e. “Message to The Lonely Sailor”, “Safe but Sorry” – the birthday and the Christmas poems and they are my style. They are my favorites and I post them here under the prompt dates.
The one with “All I want is You” – if my friend, Kurt, sits somewhere and reads this – he’d say: “Andrea, it was 21.” And he would be right but “23” works better and the point is he, my friend Kurt, who liked to catch fish in his spare time, never imagined I could catch that many – so I said to him: “You can have the 20 because I only need 1.” – and he shook his head and said: “You have absolutely not the right attitude for fishing. No fisherman, ever, takes somebody else’s fish.” And the only reply I could come up with was: “You have to take at least some – you’re the one who got me into this.”
The same here: Amy, you got me into this – I like so much people getting me into things. Here I leave you with my best poems and I hope you’re to add some moer.
Some sestinas and haikus would be just fine. I always like to sense that the good old days is now.