NaPoWriMo Day 3: An Elegy

Cupcakes

I remember.
Especially the cupcakes.
But ever present,
Dad was there.
The first pitch
In baseball season
The bullhorn
Of driving instructors.
At the game,
A voice above all others.
To the community:
Coach and manager.
Though at home
he needed everyone.
Without fail,
I was the store runner,
For cupcakes
And chocolate milk.
My brother –
slave to yard chores
Mother manned the kitchen.
Dad took naps
and watched TV,
Or so it seemed.
The family thrived
While in his own way
Dad nurtured
And bonded with us,
Over chocolate milk
And cupcakes.
I remember.


And now for our (optional) prompt! Today I’d like to challenge you to write an elegy – a poem that mourns or honors someone dead or something gone by. And I’d like to ask you to center the elegy on an unusual fact about the person or thing being mourned. For example, if you are writing an elegy about your grandfather, perhaps the poem could be centered around a signature phrase of his. (My own grandfather used to justify whatever he was doing by saying, “well, I can’t sing or dance, and it’s too wet to plow,” which baffled me considerably as a child). Or perhaps your Aunt Lily always unconsciously whistled between her teeth while engaged in her daily battle with the crossword puzzle. These types of details paradoxically breathe life into an elegy, making the mourned person real for the reader.

Day 3 Challenge

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About ewdupler

Gene is an avid outdoorsman, loves reading and is known to put pen to paper (well, he types) as an amateur poet.
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