How the Platypus Came to Be ~ NPM Day #1

“It is done”, God said,
“It’s time to take a rest.”
The angels marveled at the sun and stars,
Jesus liked the Earth the best.

God’s workshop was a jumble,
And Gabriel started to clean.
He found a pile of extra parts,
And caused some kind of scene.

“You know I can’t stand waste, Lord.
“You’ve got to use these bits,”
“Can’t be done,” God told him.
“Nothing left there fits.”

“You’re the Lord!” Said Gabriel,
“Ain’t nothing you can’t do.”
So God jammed the bits together,
And made the platypus and you.


poem originally posted on David McMahon’s
Author Blog,
May 5th, 2008
Poet: Charlene L. Amsden


I shared this previously, but it seemed the perfect poem for April Fool’s Day. This is National Poetry month and I will attempt to post a poem a day — some of them might even be new!

Poetry Playing — April 18th & 19th

This first poem is one completed from half-formed ideas and notes I wrote in 2007 on my first visit to Friday Harbor. I had just spent 10 years in Las Vegas, the land of blowing dirt and gray concrete. I never finished the poem because it was missing something. Nessa’s Poetry Playing prompt helped me tie it all together.


Hello Friday Harbor
Evergreen trees
Sea Breeze
No more hot, dry wind.
Blue skies
Gull cries
No more angry, flashing sirens.
Soul’s rest
Pacific Northwest
Good-bye Las Vegas.


Poetry Playing: Day 18
prompt: hot, dry wind

For Amoeba

You take my hand
As we walk down the street,
Or reach to touch me
When we sit side-by-side,
And without words
You let me know
I am loved.


Poetry Playing: Day 19
prompt: romantic love

It’s National Poetry Month. Write a poem — or two!