NaPoWriMo Day 15: Old Creaker

Creaking like a ship at sea

Sails rattling and flapping

Snapping in a stiff

Ocean breeze

Salt in the wounds

Groaning, moaning,

Straining to rise

Rise above the decks

Like a looming wave;

I only trickle gently

Towards the final shore.


NaPoWriMo Day 14: Short Straw

Who could take a piece of straw

And build a house

A home

A hearth

Of heart and bone

Then live alone

No love

No joy;

No distractions.

This straw was not the short one.

NaPoWriMo Day 13: Easter

Easter starts with a corpse

I wrote

I didn’t mean to be


But the man dies

In a terrible way

It seems so sad

So depressing

A man who wanted




And yet received none

Or very little

Did we have to say he was the

Son of God?

Can’t we accept that humans

Are capable of this?

NaPoWriMo Day 12: Baby Cuddles

Soft cuddle

Sleepy baby

Nuzzling into my shoulder

A vast improvement

On the head butts of earlier

The pinch punch grab

Of curiosity

Without limits

I wouldn’t change it

Each bruise a medal

From my 17 month old

But this nuzzling


Shuffling cuddle

This is my real reward.

The Day We Forgot What Colour Bin To Put Out

We didn’t know which bin it was

Not green nor brown nor black

The neighbours had not put theirs out

We were totally off track

We waited til the bin men came

Then watched which one they dragged

We raced the truck and gave a shout

“Please wait!” While keys were grabbed

But kindly bin men took our bin

From inside our small lawn

I’ve never seen this done before

A truly special morn.

NaPoWriMo Day 10: Books Haiku

Sometimes I panic:

Just so many books to read

And not enough time.

NaPoWriMo Day 9: Ex-Smoker

I don’t really smoke

An occasional toke

A nicotine sigh

That’s all.