Campground Life

People are scarce
Animals are everywhere.
Elk grazing through the campsite
Birds pecking out holes in the trees to make their nests perfect
Ravens patrol for food, cawing to defend their find
Squirrels popping from site to site searching for free morsels.
There is peace as the animals nap under the shade of a pine tree.

Night time
Animals are scarce
People are everywhere.
Pots and pans rattle in dinner preparations
Car alarms go off at random times
Tent poles clank and hammers pound in stakes
Campfires light up and laughter floats across the campground
There is peace as people fall asleep in the shadows of a full moon.

Dove Delights

napofeature2 Day 13 poem using fortune cookie quotes,
but I did mine with Dove candy wrapper quotes

(I knew there was a reason I saved these!)

Feel free to be yourself
Walk to the beat of your own tuba
Your smile is your best accessory
Stay up until the sun rises
Hit snooze again
Live your dreams.

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napofeature2 Day 12 poem straight from a book index.

Joan of Arc, 16, 181
history, 215-16
seen as witch or devil, 213-14
meets Dauphin, 216
letter to Bedford, 216
rides to Orleans, 216-17
at Patay, 217-18
coronation of Charles VII at Rheims, 218
attacks Paris, 219
captured, 219
trial and burning at Rouen, 219-20
Taken from The Hundred Years War
by Desmond Seward

Finding Joy

Slice of life

After 2 days of depressing dark, cloudy skies, I was starting to feel caged, so I went on a search for my own sunshine and joy.  How do you add sunshine and joy to your day…exercise, eat, work, read, talk to friends, do a hobby, bake, art journal, write, dream…?  The list goes on and on, but I was feeling restless and none of those seemed like the answer.  I looked up the definition of joy-a feeling of great pleasure and happiness…a state of being.  So I set off in search of joy and sunshine throughout my day.

First stop…breakfast.  I cannot resist a homemade biscuit smothered in milk gravy, even when there is fresh blackberry jam on the table.

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Second stop…Packing for our camping trip to Grand Canyon.  I love to camp and just hauling out all of our camping gear got me pumped up and ready to go.  I can’t wait to get out there and push my body to the limit hiking, sitting on the rim under a tree sketching, or writing in my journal.

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Third stop…I had to go into town for a couple of errands and was treated to this beautiful surprise at the end of my driveway.  The irises have started blooming.

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Fourth stop…I decided to do a quick walk through the one little boutique/cafe in our town and the first thing I saw was this coaster.  Boy, talk about finding a clear sign…  I had to buy it, and 3 more to send to friends.

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Fifth stop…the sun popped out and I was able to get out for a walk.  I walked by myself and enjoyed the serenity of the countryside freshly washed clean from the rain.  I found more irises.  They’re just beautiful, so I figured it couldn’t hurt to post 2 pictures of them in the same story.

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I also enjoyed looking at the feathery intricacies of this dandelion and wondered if this was caused by the rain getting the fluffy seeds wet or the next stage before it becomes a yellow flower?

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And finally, I found joy in a delicious dinner of blackened catfish with another small batch of homemade biscuits, “mouthwatering and fluffy.”  After 35 years of trying, have I finally replicated my husband’s grandma’s “fluffy” biscuits?  Now, THAT was a compliment of the highest degree and made my heart swell.

I found joy sprinkled throughout the ordinary events of my day…it’s a state of being!

A State of Mind

napofeature2 Day 9 poem with a line of something I’m afraid to write.

From the suburbs to the country
From easy access stores to long drives
From feeling involved to feeling lonely.

From man made noise to nature’s music
From concrete and steel views to trees and rolling hills
From feeling lonely to feeling content.


napofeature2 Day 8 poem about flowers.

A mason jar full
graces the kitchen table.

Beautiful innocence in a wedding
bouquet with yellow roses.

Pick the petals one by one-
“He loves me, he loves me not…”

They lighten my heart;
they make me smile.


River Days

napofeature2 Day 7 tritina poem.  The tritina is a shorter cousin to the sestina, involving three, three-line stanzas, and a final concluding line. Three “end words” are used to conclude the lines of each stanza, in a set pattern of ABC, CAB, BCA, and all three end words appear together in the final line.  I thought this was hard.

Canoeing down the river
Our days full of sunshine
And clear skies of blue.

Eyes of hazel, brown, and blue
As spirited as the flowing river
Kids and grand kids are my sunshine.

Without the warmth of sunshine
Flooding rains make me blue
Keeping us off the swollen river.

River days of sunshine won’t leave us cold and blue.


napofeature2 Day 6 poem about food.

Ingredients are like words
They can be scrambled up and put together
an infinite number of ways
constantly creating a new product.

I was hooked at 12 when my mom 
turned me loose with her cookbook. 
fascinated with the results of following a recipe.
I've been baking and cooking ever since.

How many ways can flour, sugar, shortening,
milk, eggs and vanilla be put together?
With a little more of this and a little less of that
those ingredients can be turned into 
pies, cakes, cookies.

I still use some tried and true recipes
that have stains and smudges all over them.
But I love adding a little of this and that
to put my own twist on a recipe, too.

To get in the mood for today's poem
I made a coconut cream for a piece?
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