Tuesday, April 21, 2009

NPM 10: Nancy's Peeps Poetry


Nancy said she thinks hitting Peeps with a hammer is "just wrong," but she sent me this poem with the note:

"Something I wrote after reading your blog posts.
Not refined, just born."
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April: national
poetry month

i want to write poetry again
thick and sweet
like Peeps
dirty and smoky
like Peeps blown up

i forgot the Easter baskets
my voice would not work for resurrection sunday

but the forsythia are blooming
from the bottom up

--Nancy L. Wade

4 comments:

deanna said...

I really like this poem.

Anonymous said...

Me too. Thick and gooey and eerily light and somehow satisfying...kinda like peeeps. Except poetry is essential nourishment and peeeps...well..maybe i n some ways...

fresca said...

Nancy's an old friend and a good poet who hasn't written much in years so I was delighted the Peeps sparked such a sweet and smoky poem!

Nancy said...

Thanks for the comments! And thanks, Fresca, for posting my spring blossom.