I am much more comfortable writing in a narrative style. I hear its good to challenge yourself with something new. I joined a poetry group. This is a poem I chose to read for the group. I have written about the day we brought Loren home. It’s been my favorite story to tell. Now it’s in another format. Enjoy!
The Aurora
Carol Clupny 1.26.2023
a cold northern night
the stars are not bright
the moon didn’t offer to glow
the sky starts to simmer
blue, red, yellow its glimmer
light forms arch, circle, and bow
sun hot in the garden
the melons we started
grew vines now blossoming fruit
weeds smother the lettuce
three kinds to have fed us
‘still ‘nuff for a family of two
the treehouse needs paint
the ladders ain’t straight
frayed rope swings the ole rusty bucket
it needs loads of repair
to make it safe to play there
lets just tear it down and chuck it
sweat on my brow
the phone’s ringing now
dogs barking to add to the din
there’s a baby boy here
we are cuddling him near
until you arrive and take him
baby! not expected
nothing has been collected
so we hurried and stopped at the mall
in the car later that night
the instant mom cries with fright
but in the dark she sees a star fall
on the horizon far away
northern lights are ready to play
the sky starts to glimmer and glow
the blue, green, red and yellow
dance for this tiny fellow
as they escort the new family home
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Aurora
I am much more comfortable writing in a narrative style. I hear its good to challenge yourself with something new. I joined a poetry group. This is a poem I chose to read for the group. I have written about the day we brought Loren home. It’s been my favorite story to tell. Now it’s…
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AURORA
welcome back
I have been away from my website for a long time. I will be submitting blog posts more as I am into writing my second book.
One Friend is Silver and the Other Gold
(make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold The week before I was to leave for college, a friend stopped by to wish me well. She shared her experiences of college life to prepare me for what was ahead. One comment she made stuck with me: “The friends you…
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Aurora
I am much more comfortable writing in a narrative style. I hear its good to challenge yourself with something new. I joined a poetry group. This is a poem I chose to read for the group. I have written about the day we brought Loren home. It’s been my favorite story to tell. Now it’s…
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welcome back
I have been away from my website for a long time. I will be submitting blog posts more as I am into writing my second book.
-
One Friend is Silver and the Other Gold
(make new friends but keep the old, one is silver and the other gold The week before I was to leave for college, a friend stopped by to wish me well. She shared her experiences of college life to prepare me for what was ahead. One comment she made stuck with me: “The friends you…
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