For Bjorn’s Prompt on Real Toads – write a poem that asks questions.  This is the 29th day of NAPOWRIMO. Almost at the end!!!

“So why do I write, torturing myself to put it down?… Why should I be the one to dream this nightmare?” Ralph Ellison

Why do I write poetry?
Why am I fascinated by the Japanese forms?
Why do I fall in love with dead men?
Why do deaths always come in threes?
Which do I like more – dogs or cats?
Why do I sit at night on my back steps
listening to the music of the stars, cicadas,
night birds, tree frogs heralding rain?
Why do I ask questions when I know the answers
deep in my soul?
Why do I write poetry?


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