30 Poems in 30 Days

30 Poems in 30 Days
NaPoWriMo
A Project for National Poetry Writing Month

Wednesday, April 8, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo Day 8 Repetition


Western 

you will know me by that scent

announcing itself across the rangy desert 

petrichor and gin   creosote       sage    


you will know me by what i drag

through dirt       the bundle of busted up beliefs

wrapped in wishes tied 

    with fraying rope


air pulsing rumble breath      wannabe thunder

more moan      more E flat blues


you will know me by the longing

i summon in you 

                    to be shaped


        how i shape you so you can't say

who wanted you this way first

rode hard     hung up  


beautiful


    argent      blue     etched against night sky


every shape of you

bejeweled


lavish  drops      longing still   unmeasured



you 

all my treasure


Tuesday, April 7, 2026

Na/Glo/PoWriMo Day 7 Snap Crackle


Possum Song in Outer Space

possum got her babies in her pocket

say marsupial, soup soup supial

possum got her babies on her back

and in in her pocket, nobody

gonna knock it cause they all get around

and black outer space got folks in a rocket

coming down coming down

from the dark side of the moon

coming down

to where the possum got her babies

all up in her pocket say marsupial

soup soup supial say




Monday, April 6, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo Day 6 A Little Surreal

 Say What?

my husband insists i watch the dog play volleyball

not AI he says   too uneven       but hella cute 

black border collie nosing the ball     over a regulation net or

right above his teammate's hands     for the set up    we assume

the human is the collie's     both     marvelous   & 


winning in hot sand      human

hot & hunky in speedos     canine teammate     telepathic   limber & lithe

  alert to ball descending      the leap              airborne     dark shadow twirling

dervish     dreaming     

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 5 Hate That

 Problem with the Country


the would-be king is mental
loco off his noggin and could

be pathetic except for the fact
(i would wager) his soul
and Satan's are one and the same

i don't take declaring someone
the devil's work lightly
but some are easy to spot

things they say
and do or 
don't do
it has never been more true

than now when he says kill
them all let Allah sort them

not exactly in those words
but just as psychopathic

wickedness cloaked
as strategy

and the problem with the country
the problem with the country now
is not him actually but
the rest of us who 
(yes me yes you)
put him in charge









Sunday, April 5, 2026

Na/Glo/PoWriMo Day 4 The Weather



Maybe, But


I want to be happy about spring

in Tennessee

        how it arrives in tentative pushing

ups, green shoot, quiet violet

                tiny hyacinths bubbling along

                the sidewalk, yellow swish of forsythia

daffodil flounce

                at last cherries and dogwoods 

    

temperatures careen up 

            and down our measures

                                wet air rumbles the frothy skies

circling her winds

Friday, April 3, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 3 -- Profession

 

What Am I Paying Her For?


I thought she would set

the puzzle right

put the house in order, solve

the riddle of difficult me, but

all she did

was hand me

my own key


Thursday, April 2, 2026

Na/GloPoWriMo 2026 Day 2 -- Memory

 Big Feelings


all feelings big then
at eight, at twelve
pure longing caught
in a square
body, a nose
always running
couldn't
sport around
too clumsy
for bats and bases
racquets and fuzzy
yellow balls
but not ballet
my chunk
of a girl body
at barre, en pointe
counted in french 
like i was 
somebody like
i could fly