Friday, April 18, 2014

NaPoWriMo Days 16 & 17

Day 16  10 lines, each line a lie


The sky is blue all over
It’s 42 degrees
The wind vane is unmoving
The clothesline is whizzing
In the breeze

My printer has not run out of ink
It’s simply having a nap
I’ve got nothing to write about
In fact, I’m a tree that has
lost all its sap.

Day 17  use at least 3 senses to describe something

The Great Outdoors

Heard through a constant hissing in my ears
the background hum and roar of Easter travellers
on the Freeway. Seen filtered through glass lenses
dull green trees and bushes circling
like brushes on drums, percussion to the wind’s
sighing song. The tastelessness of rain.

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