Posted in Blog challenge, Mi Vida Loca, NaPoWriMo, nonfiction, poetry, postaday, writing

NaPoWriMo Poem Day 6 ~~~ Outside My Window

Hello people!

Hope your weekend thus far has been super good! Today I am taking a prompt from the NaPoWriMo website for my poem.

Take a good look outside your window. Spend a minute or so jotting down all the nouns you see outside. Tree. Car. Bus. Dog. Then spend a minute or so writing down all the colors you see. Finally, think about taking place outside. Is the wind blowing? “Blow.” Is someone walking their dog? “Walk.” Spend a minute or so writing down these verbs. Now you’ve got a whole list of words from which to build a poem, mixing and matching as you go. Happy writing!

 

You would think I didn’t see a lot from looking out my window here in my writing room. It looks out the back of my place and all you see is coolies and tall dried grass right now. But if you sit, like I do and just watch, you might be amazed at how busy it actually is out there.

 

JLPhillips (c) 2014
JLPhillips (c) 2014

 

 

 

 

Outside My Window

Spring blue skies, clouds bustling by

The wind blows them across, like white dandelion fluff

Brown dried grass in the coolies dances in rhythm

Wind plays with the hair of the ground, teasing, tossing

I watch as a hawk slowly drifts in circles

Then another and another joins it

Doing acrobatics, glinting in the sun

Their cries a triumph of joy and freedom

Reach my ears as I squint against the glare

A lazy fly buzzes near, landing and preening

It’s iridescent wings of flight, to quickly move on

A rustling is heard beyond the picket fence, slowly it draws near

Stealthy and slowly I watch a pair of yellow eyes as they

Transform into a sleek gray form, a panther in another life perhaps

The whiskers of white, twitch, once, twice, thrice

Its eyes spot me in the window, as I hold still and breathe softly

A gaze of mysterious thoughts watch me steadily, not blinking

With a flick of a long tail I am dismissed, not worthy of stalking

Spring is slowly stretching a winter sleep from its midst.

I smile to myself, taking a slow sip from a fragrant cup

Life is awake and well outside my window today