The Missing Year/s – Day 11

GloPoWriMo 2019    Prompt Day 11: Why “you can’t go back home”

 

A Missing Year/s   

 

There you go, my tiny diary,

as if I could go home when

I am now so grown.

 

Or this diary, bigger though it may be –

written; one page only.

What did I do with that elusive year?

I made a note that New Years’ Day;

just read Peter Pan – again!

 

Benita Kape © 11.4.2019

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There is the calm – Day Ten

 

GloPoWriMo 2019      Prompt Day 10:  to use a regional weather phrase.

 

There is Calm     

 

there is the calm

and we wait

 

there is the calm

a few clouds no breeze

 

there is the calm

the birds cease their singing

 

animals, a dog’s loud bark

then silence

 

and we wait

the day is calm

 

it could be mild

it could be lukewarm

 

or distant thunder

those were the

explanations we later heard

 

there is the calm

a cracker of a day

 

were it not for the small fear

a tenseness

 

an intuition

some say served well

 

the eerie calmness

of earthquake weather

 

a world no longer still

though we remember always

 

before this: the calm

and then day turned to hell

 

Benita Kape © 10.4.2019

 

earthquake 2006

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