Rise above

Orange sun rose above the horizon

Spread its warm glow across the sky

Smile on the face of a woman

As she started her day

Rise above the words echoed

The squabbling, the shouting the petty remarks

Ignore trivial matters today

No being burdened with unkind words

Stop others concerns weighing her down

Adopt a better attitude than other

She was determined to rise above

Head held high

Gentle smile

Happy lilt in her voice

She was completely resolute

Not to lower herself to their level

Remain focus, and calm

As she rose above the day.

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I Guess

So today for one month I am joining NaPoWrimo’s one poem a day.

Each day there is a prompt.  So where is todays poem.

Warm up was from this:-  http://venusofnatalie.tumblr.com/post/111465348701/essay-by-bernadette-mayer

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I guess it’s too late to live on a narrow boat

I guess it’s too late to buy a boat

I guess it’s too late to be boats woman

I guess it’s too late for me to own a boat

I guess I’m too old to work the locks

I guess the dog wouldn’t like the boat

I guess he wouldn’t want to swim in the canal

I guess I could sit on top of the boat and write poems

Will all the inspiration from the water

The ducks, geese and water birds

I guess there are boating poets

I look and find

Jo Bell, she was the Canal laureate,

Living her dream

I could do that, I could be a boating poet

I could write just that moment in time

If I wanted to live on a boat

I would have to give up the house

Change the way I live

Use up all my money

I am not too old to live on the water

The dog would adore the freedom

It’s made me think, long and hard

I might be a narrow boating poet