Wednesday, April 28, 2021

Napowrimo 2021 April 28 Tides


Now winter suns set early
Treasure those summer days
When possibilities lapped at your feet,
And time stretched to the horizon
Sparkling in the light
With plans and dreams and love,
Collected like so many seashells
Before darkness fell.

(C)2021 Noreen Braman

Thursday, April 22, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 20, 21 More Cube poetry

(C)2021 Noreen Braman

Grace Must Return

moonlight dancing through the window
a shiver across her flesh
she looks for gentle peace
inside the journey of life.

Monday, April 19, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 18, 2021 Fear Springs

(C)2021 Noreen Braman

Fear Springs

 fear springs from loss of certainty

imagination overwhelming logic

unless the monster is real

stalking prey randomly

Retreating into darkness

lying in wait.

(C)2021 Noreen Braman

Saturday, April 17, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 17 Haikubes #3

(C)2021 Noreen Braman

SUGGESTED THEME: A Reflection on My Childhood

Precious sweet baby
You cover her timidly
After flying home

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 16 Haikubes #2

(C)2021 Noreen Braman

SUGGESTED THEME: A Tirade About My Family

Mommy watching me
It's hoped we obey slowly
Tiger biting lips

NAPOWRIMO April 15 Haikubes #1

Today's Haiku (c)2021 Noreen Braman

SUGGESTED THEME: A Desire For My Romantic Life

I embraced our time
The glorious hellbent feeling
That wild fantas

Thursday, April 15, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 12-14 April 1958

April 1958 


The uniformed Marine, the lace enrobed bride,

pledged love in a somber Lenten church

knowing deployment was calling

for an undeclared war.

The shadow of second widowhood

fleetingly on their minds,

taking joy in the celebratory moments,

watching a toddler dressed in crinolines

center stage on the dance floor

ecstatically declaring “now I have a daddy!”


©2021 Noreen Braman

Monday, April 12, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 8-11 Four Day Verse


The days of the week written in script over and over again on top of variously colored brushstrokes.r
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

Four Day Verse



            Still working on birthday poem lines

            Falling asleep in front of the TV

            Waiting for the double shift to end

            No peaceful sleep until he is home.


            A strawberry margarita and brownie with ice cream,

            rare dinner out with the

      overtime working love of my life,

            required undivided attention.



            Spring opening of the farm stand beckons

            with fruit and flowers and tomatoes

            but first a list of household chores

            and a night of Ray Bradbury.



            Glorious Sunday! Freedom all day!

            just deal with the ants, hang up some plants,

            dodge the chilly raindrops, indulge in Sunday dinner,

            gaze at 4 blank sheets of paper.


            Will think about that Monday.

 ©2021 Noreen Braman


Thursday, April 8, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 7 Birthday Greetings


A woman sits alone on a bench near a pond, holding a bunch of balloons.
Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay

Birthday Greetings


Second birthday in pandemic,

88 cases and 3 deaths this week,

reminder that my double shots

weren’t party drinks,

but sobering reminders that

the older we get,

the more precious are the celebrations,

adapted to the twists and turns,

changes of plans,

and universal obstacles,

testing resilience, and connection to others,

Showing the lifesaving worth of a simple yearly greeting.

Thank you all for being part of my support system,

as hopefully, I am part of yours.

©2021 Noreen Braman

Wednesday, April 7, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 6 The Silent Spring Revisited


mage by Schäferle from Pixabay

The Silent Spring Revisited


In a neighborhood without regimented landscaping

old growth trees spread at will

and reward the lack of human intervention

by housing song birds seldom heard

along the manicured streets.

Refugees in the treetops

fleeing construction of another gated community

more warehousing of consumer goods

and asphalt-bordered rows of retail.

Listen now to their songs before

They become nothing but echoes.

©2021 Noreen Braman

Monday, April 5, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 4 and 5

April 4, 2021

Easter 2021

A tisket, a tasket,

too busy with the basket

and eggs and cake and roasted

for anything profound this Easter.





April 5, 2021


Well, Well, Well


Well-read books create well-read readers

except a new book read by a well-read reader

can become a well-read book after time.


Assuming a well-read reader first has to read well,

bored kids whining about “nothing to do”

might just be told, “Well, read!”

meaning even a well-read book 

might not be well read 

by even kids that read well.

and that doesn’t create well-read readers, 

or even readers who read well.


And this doesn’t even address 

picking between

a well-written book 

or a book written well,

which only deepens this well-known dilemma.


©2021 Noreen Braman



Saturday, April 3, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 April 3, 2021 Third Generation



Third Generation

The legacy of widowhood hung heavy

two generations of fatherless children

taking on inherited grief

and ghosts embedded in the shadows

whose whispers can only be silenced

by self induced oblivion

swearing to break the cycle of chaos

she tells him he is lucky

that he got out alive. 

©2021 Noreen Braman

Friday, April 2, 2021

NAPOWRIMO 2021 - April 2, 2021


Image by ijmaki from Pixabay

Digital Dueling


Look what I found,

Here, (insert link) and here, (insert link) and here, (insert link).

It totally contradicts what you told me,

Here, (insert email) and here, (insert email) and here, (insert email).

Do you know there are actually photos,

Here, (insert .jpg) and here, (insert .jpg) and here, (insert jpg)?

So why are you debating me,

Here, (insert tweet) and here, (insert tweet) and here, (insert tweet).

I thought we were supposed to be friends,

Here, (insert Facebook post) here, (insert Instagram feed) and here, (insert Messenger chat).


©2021 Noreen Braman