2014 Poem a Day: 1

It’s that time again. April is poetry month and I’m dedicating myself to write a poem every day for the month of April. I always need a carrot dangling on a stick to get me going. [hee haw]

From NaPoWriMo: Today, I’d like you to go to Reb Livingston’s Bibliomancy Oracle. Clear your mind, push the button, and then write a poem based on the quotation that the oracle provides. Happy writing!

Every village has its lunatic,

its talking parrot, its spot in the park


from “Mondays” by Emily Fragos

I’m coming, he calls to the air

tattered coat and matted hair

He parts the red sea of passerby

He is no more mad than I


And my son also wants to participate, here is his tribute to his grandfather, whose birthday is today April 1st —


laid in bed all day

That was his way

I remember

He ate soup

He had the same name as me

I liked him a lot