No Place Else


I’d rather be
than where the pale
green tips of trees
wave in silky sweet
air of lilac to
a hearty chorus
of peepers playing
to the dance
of new insect
love in the light
of a pink moon
just beyond
the grasp of

NaPoWriMo #9

I’m writing a poem every day in April as part of NaPoWriMo’s celebration of National Poetry Month. We may be able to live without poetry, but who would want to?


2 thoughts on “No Place Else

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.