Monthly Archives: April 2015

NaPoWriMo # 29 The Review

Posted on April 30, 2015 by Christine Irving

I decided in the spirit of self-promotion to review one of my own books. The Naked Man is a chapbook inspired by a true muse, a extremely intelligent, charming and desirable muse of a man, trapped, it seemed to me, … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo # 28 Concerning Bridges

Posted on April 28, 2015 by Christine Irving

Red Wagon in the Rain  ~ Driving by, my peripheral vision catches sight of a bright red wagon standing amid weeds on the unkempt lawn of a Methodist church, verdant grass unmowed since our latest cloudburst saturated every garden, turning … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo # 27 Hay(na)ku Meets Philosophy

Posted on April 27, 2015 by Christine Irving

I have a theory about shopping;  it mimics the act of creation, which is to make something from nothing. Creativity, is what makes us godlike.  It is an act of divinity, a reflection of The Prime Creative Force.  The act … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo #26 Getting in Character

Posted on April 26, 2015 by Christine Irving

Pandora’s Box  is a story that has always fascinated and disturbed me, as do all creation myths that blame the ills of humankind on women. Ironically, it is most often women who fall victim to and suffer from those same … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMO # 25 Clerihew

Posted on April 26, 2015 by Christine Irving

Sarah Louise Palin suffers from chagrin she stalked a high office but fell on her faux pas’s   ~ Emily Elizabeth Dickinson words sometimes seem overdone she hid from the world in her home to the end its workings too … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo # 24 Parody

Posted on April 24, 2015 by Christine Irving

I really never liked the Joyce Kilmer’s poem Trees.  I had to memorize it in 4th grade and recite it without barfing in front of the class.  No, I wasn’t suffering from stage fright – even at that tender age … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo # 23 Cartomancy

Posted on April 23, 2015 by Christine Irving

I pulled the High priestess from my Ryder Waite tarot deck.  It’s the deck I learned to tell the cards with and its still my favorite because it incorporates so many plain, simple and universal symbols.  However, I have a … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo Post 22 Pastoral Poem

Posted on April 22, 2015 by Christine Irving

Outside My Window ~ Texas skies make grand canvases for Gaia. She stirs the clouds into tornadoes, rumbles warnings, lights her work with strobes no angst defined avant-garde artist will ever best. Gotterdammerung defines her work on days like these- … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo #21 Letting Go of Prose

Posted on April 22, 2015 by Christine Irving

I took a page from The Elusive Pimpernel by Baroness Orczy.  In the passage below Emmuska Magdalena Rosalia Maria Josepha Barbara Orczy describes a puppet show in a Parisian park at the height of the French Revolution depicting a decapitation … Continue reading →

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NaPoWriMo #20 Doggerel: The Last Resort

Posted on April 21, 2015 by Christine Irving

Manifesto  ~ Everything changes nothing stays the same left at rest, one’s restless mind soon plays other games. ~ Scent barely whiffed in passing floral, musky, sweet can upset equilibrium sweep strong men off their feet. ~ ~ Butterfly flaps … Continue reading →

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