#NaPoWriMo 2021 Day Ten

Engagement April 1992

Please Forgive Me

First date in April
say goodnight without a kiss
still getting closer

Attend senior prom
get engaged one year later
can’t stop loving you

Thirty years later
accumulate odds and ends
it’s getting better

NaPoWriMo Prompt Finally, here’s our daily prompt (optional, of course!). It’s called “Junk Drawer Song,” and comes to us from the poet Hoa Nguyen.

  • First, find a song with which you are familiar – it could be a favorite song of yours, or one that just evokes memories of your past. Listen to the song and take notes as you do, without overthinking it or worrying about your notes making sense.
  • Next, rifle through the objects in your junk drawer – or wherever you keep loose odds and ends that don’t have a place otherwise. (Mine contains picture-hanging wire, stamps, rubber bands, and two unfinished wooden spoons I started whittling four years ago after taking a spoon-making class). On a separate page from your song-notes page, write about the objects in the drawer, for as long as you care to.
  • Now, bring your two pages of notes together and write a poem that weaves together your ideas and observations from both pages.

Good afternoon and welcome to day ten of #NaPoWriMo where I am wooing my husband with poetry. I started with Bryan Adams – Have You Ever Really Loved a Woman? because Don Juan Demarco is one of Shawn’s and my favorite movies; but I ended up using Please Forgive Me.

This all started yesterday when my FaceBook memories pulled up an old poem Shawn wrote to me for #NaPoWriMo

She was love and light
Her golden hair shining bright
Ah…was love at first sight
© Shawn Hosking 2015

Me – Shawn’s Senior Prom June 1991

And I replied with the #haikuchallenge word –

Write new love poems
Do not let romance bitter
Six years is too long

Thirty years ago
New romance tastes sweet in youth
Age does not bitter

Me at 17 – Thirty years later and still getting better despite the lack of poetry this year. Although I was told, I’m renovating your house what more do you want? Poetry, haven’t I made that clear. 😉