Final day in which I didn't participate

National Poetry Writing Month has come to a close and I have participated only periodically, once with a ballad challenge, and a couple of times with poems of my own.

For the final day of NaPoWriMo, Grapeling (aka M) has re-introduced (to us oldies) the Antoine de Saint-Exupéry book, The Little Prince.

My little contribution does not q-u-i-t-e follow M's instructions to the letter. I think he wanted us to write in the style Saint Exupéry used in The Little Prince.

I did not do that. I did, however, write a little something, and all my fine friends in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads seem to cut me a little slack when I'm fuzzy or confused or, like tonight, full of a code id by node.

If you are anywhere near my age, you might recognize the two people in the photo I posted below.

pilots and princes

and roses and such

make for a wonderful tale

asteroids, planets,

drunkards and kings

ensure that the plot will not fail

amused

bemused

perturbed

disturbed

the prince continues along

and still, today,
young children

can be found among

the fans of the prince

and his voyage

Photo via Google
Poem via Kay Davies, April 30, 2014