Saturday, April 19, 2014

Friday, April 18, 2014

NAPOWRIMO 2014 April 14-18

Poetic Excuses

Monday the server went down again
Tuesday the phone calls were crazy
Wednesday I needed to reboot myself
Thursday the traffic was hell.
Today I write this Friday verse
early before things get busy
resolving to get back to daily poetics
or at least more creative excuses.

©2014 Noreen Braman

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

NAPOWRIMO 2014 April 13, 2014

April Snow

At night, alone
she mourned
the April love that
slipped right through
her fingers,
with the flowers of May
to put on a grave,
and the Aprils to come
always threatening snow.

©2014 Noreen Braman

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

NAPOWRIMO 2014 April 12, 2014


I knew Death was stalking.
I could see it in her eyes
hear it in her speech
watch it in her movements.
i wrote it down
as if somehow
the words would
protect her.
And now I try again
though it didn’t work before.
I know Death is stalking,
and my words are powerless
to save him.

©2014 Noreen Braman

Monday, April 14, 2014

NAPOWRIMO 2014 April 11, 2014

For Those Trying to
Escape the Rabbit Hole

falling, like Alice
grasping bottles
and drinking
on the way down.
The White Rabbit
has promised
a world without pain
just drink this
or eat this
until you grow
or shrink
and fit in
where you couldn’t
and see things you shouldn’t
knowing you will disappear
leaving nothing behind
but a smile.

©2014 Noreen Braman

NAPOWRIMO 2014 April 10, 2014

Terra Luna

The glossary of "lunagraphy"
defines the lunar landscape:
maria — the empty seas,
battered mountains reduced
to breccia — moon rubble,
overlapping craters,
lava flows and rills,
formed by forces above and below,
ancient beyond understanding
mimicked on every road I drive.

©2013 Noreen Braman

Thursday, April 10, 2014

NAPOWRIMO April 9, 2014


Just because the universe is swimming in dark matter
doesn’t mean dark matters must preoccupy my thoughts
yet not attending to them doesn’t make them go away.
I hereby designate, bequeath
being of sound mind and body
but If I cannot speak for myself
my wishes are as follows…
My parents didn’t do these things
and it didn’t save their lives
and I am so much older
than they ever got to be.
Still such dark matters,
though currently invisible
have great mass and gravity
that cannot be ignored
even by someone
still waiting to see
what I will be
when I
grow up.

                                             ©2014Noreen Braman