Unbeknownst to many people, dozens (Editor: thousands, KL can’t count) of poem making people (Editor: We call them Poets.) took up the mantle of honoring the official National Poetry Month (Editor: also called April) by writing a poem every day in something they call National Poem Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). Poem and Prose Person Holly Lynn Walrath convinced me on Twitter to accept join the challenge. I did, by writing a haiku for each day, because I am lazy. Herein is the collection of my works mighty and mundane. (Editor: also, KL isn’t feeling well tonight after a busy weekend, so he is lazily copy and pasting in order to meet his blog commitment).
April 1st, 2019
Pollen in the air
Nature strikes the invaders
Should have stayed inside
April 2nd, 2019
Poured onto the streets
Sang "They got the mustard out!"
Ad hoc dance number
April 3rd, 2019
Its just out of reach
No tiny hand grasping mine
silent and unseen
April 4th, 2019
My lonely waffle
No one to hear my story
iHop weeps tonight
April 5th, 2019
Bloodfall Queen conquers
There will be blood, she will fall
This Ravn Kuhl swears
April 6th, 2019
Prepping for Bunco
Cleaning and cooking all day
Roll the dice tonight
April 7th, 2019
Hand raises the blade
She's chopping, she's chopping, she's...
Chopping broccoli
April 8th, 2019
How I hate Mondays
Waking up to early calls
Garfield's not funny
April 9th, 2019
I met the pillow
Time passed interminably
Sleep eluded me
April 10th, 2019
Sugar paid with blood
Their lands taken for growing
Our taste for sweetness
April 11th, 2019
Silence in morning
Except the tick of the clock
The cadence of time
April 12th, 2019
Perspective can change
See the light, shadow and wall
Flatness of the mind
April 13th, 2019
Triggers adding up
Faster to let it happen
Denormalized
April 14th, 2019
Open up my head
I am down with the sickness
Flowing out of me
April 15th, 2019
Tax Day has arrived
I can't find all of my forms
Dread deadline looms nigh
April 16th, 2019
Is anyone hurt
Notre Dame was burning down
A sign of the times
April 17th, 2019
This haiku, achoo
Reminds me. achoo, I'm sick
Achoo, of sneezing
April 18th, 2019
Ring, Ding. Meet, Meet, Ring
All talk and no work today
Progress is halted
April 19th, 2019
Beardless Momoa
Great worms sleep beneath the sand
And the spice must flow
April 20th, 2019
How many lie dead
Lives snuffed with a sizzle pop
Electric swatter
April 21st, 2019
When no one responds
Lips move, but they pass on by
I have lost my voice
April 22nd, 2019
Ceding the battle
Victors march in their parade
The old wound remains
April 23rd, 2019
Waiting by the phone
Lyrics of a song flash by
Late for a meeting
April 24th, 2019
Daggers in my eye
Ah, it burnses us, precious
We fear the bright face
April 25th, 2019
The others aren't right
Stand up for what you believe
But what if you're wrong?
April 26th, 2019
The secret is out
Throngs of people have seen it
Hide from spoilers
April 27th, 2019
Tickets are sold out
So we wait for the end game
Patiently unspoiled
April 28th, 2019
Lawn mowing time
30 minutes of thinking
Some of my best work
April 28th, 2019
Heartbeat went racing
Dizziiness, chills and tingles
That's not a good sign
April 30th, 2019
A sign of weakness
Tearing their prey into sheds
The glee of outrage
I hope you gained some sense of time travel or discovery through your reading of these. If you’d like to take a guess what some of them were about, post in the comments. If you’d like to know what I was thinking, ask and I’ll be happy to make something up.
(Editor: There’s a few more days left in April at the time of original publication. If KL doesn’t die or flub it, the additional poems will be added.
If this walk through poetry lane didn’t scare you off, check out what other people wrote for this event:
https://twitter.com/hashtag/haiku?src=hash&lang=en
https://twitter.com/search?q=%23NaPoWriMo&src=tyah&lang=en
https://twitter.com/napowrimo2019?lang=en
https://twitter.com/search?q=%23NationalPoetryMonth&src=tyah&lang=en