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Day of the Dead
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Pregnant Ballerinas
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Pregnant Ninjas
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Pregnant Fairies
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Día de los Muertos
(Poem 307 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
Death is a part of life.
Altars of favorite foods
photos of the deceased
marigolds, candles, incense
family picnics at the graves
opportunities to connect
to ancestors and remember
their part in our story
and that they are still with us
and alive in our hearts.
@Home Studio on 11/2/24 @ 10:20pm – 307th poem of the year
Runner ups for the Día de los Muertos photos to accompany my poem:
Día de Los Angelitos
(Poem 306 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
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When the gates
swing open at midnight
the children flow
from heaven with joy
and laughter, eager
to visit their loved ones—
piles of fruit, mole, peanuts
and sugar skulls, soda
and candy, toys and cocoa
cover altars graced
with their little pictures.
Music and food, prayer,
family telling stories,
honoring the dead
by remembering.
@Home Studio – 306th poem of the year
Runner ups for the Día de los Angelitos photos to accompany my poem:
Swinging Darkness
(Poem 304 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
If you ever see a swing
gently swaying
and no one appears
to be on it, know that
monsters cloak
themselves in darkness
that cannot reach
our eyes so they can
play without scaring us.
@Home Studio – 304th poem of the year
Runner ups for the Monster Swing photos to accompany my poem:
Eulogy for Aiko
(Poem 302 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
Our sweet girl fell asleep
for the last time yesterday.
She was our timekeeper,
door alarm, friend, snack
stealer, companion, guard
who would play with any
trespasser, reluctant auntie
to many small animals
including kittens, a puppy,
hamsters, and a possum,
our deer chaser, pond
swimmer, pack leader,
bossy lady, fluffy fluffer,
treat eater, snow lover,
couch layer, baby protector,
Charlotte’s sister, smart girly,
whose faithful, consistent,
steady, sincere, gentle, easy-
going, curious, loyal, loving
nature made our family
a stronger pack and we
will be forever grateful
for the love she gave
so generously every day.
Aiko is survived by Kenji, Chika, Cotton Eyed Joe, and Kylo from her fur pack and was especially close to Charlotte and Julian, who were honorary members of her pack because they were children during her lifetime. Charlotte and Aiko were born the same year and grew up together.
@Home Studio – 302nd poem of the year
More Aiko Pics:
Black Cat Day
(Poem 301 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)
In honor of
Black Cat Day
we allow ourselves
to be silly and play
and pounce
on snacks
watch movies
with no facts
Kiki’s Delivery Service
has a black cat
Jiji is his name
cute sarcastic brat
the Star Trek episode
with the shape shifter
she appears as a feline
with a time-travelling mister
and Edgar Allan Poe
with his creepy tale
of a cat in a wall
who sends a murderer to jail
we even brought
our black meows
as guests of honor
hiding somewhere in the house.
@Home Studio – 301st poem of the year (After having a Black Cat Day celebration at Debbie’s with Celinda.)
Runner ups for the Black Cat Day photos to accompany my poem:
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