Tag: NaPoWriMo
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Irreconcilable Differences
If you try and lift the edgeof the dregsof the unspoken,You’ll spy it there– just lying there –blebbed and broken,A token sliver,An oaken whisper,Perhaps hinted once but never said,Once clung like leadfrom a tightropewith every high hopegleaned and bledfrom that damned stone, That stone! That stonethat broke no bones(but that once wasdiamondand now is ash)was…
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One and One
#NaPoWriMo Day Eleven Today’s challenge was to write a poem of origin. About where we are from and where we are now. I chose to write about parents caring for children who in turn care for their parents. There are parallels with my own experience too, of course. One and One It started with a…
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Blue Umbrella
#NaPoWriMo Day Ten Today’s challenge was to write a poem using regional slang for weather. I chose “the heavens opened”, meaning “it started raining”, and turned it into a haiku about love (or at least lust!) at first sight. Blue Umbrella The heavens opened, There with a blue umbrella stood young Zeus himself.
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Fugitive
#NaPoWriMo Day Eight Today’s prompt was to write a poem that uses jargon from a particular profession to shape a metaphor. I chose chasing a fugitive and police jargon for a handheld battering ram (big red key) to shape a metaphor about letting someone capture your heart. Fugitive Like a fugitive I hide inside brick…
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Barista
#NaPoWriMo Day Six Today’s prompt was to write a poem of possibility. Filled with coulds and shoulds and woulds. I chose to write a poem about a split second fantasy, about a possible outcome of a relationship sparked by a chance meeting. Barista She calls out my name and at the same time her eyes…
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Sailing
#NaPoWriMo Day Five Today’s prompt was to write a villanelle. It’s a poetic style that is completely new to me and involves repeating two lines in specific places in the poem. As you can see I am late with this one as I had to think on it for the entire day. I hope I…
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Plasters
#NaPoWriMo Day Four Today’s prompt was to write a sad poem that uses simple language to convey strong emotion. The example poem used (sort of) iambic pentameter and rhyming couplets, so I too have incorporated those styles (sort of!) Also the topic I chose for today’s poem, knife crime, is close to my heart for…
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Unravelled
#NaPoWrimo Day Three Today’s prompt was to write a poem that involves a story or action that unfolds over an appreciable length of time. I decided to take the prompt literally and write about an unfolding (unravelling) marriage. I love thinking about the fabric of time being a tangible thing, I have written several poems…
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Swing
#NaPoWriMo Day Two Today’s prompt was to write a poem which transforms the natural world into an unsettled dream-place. I have loosely followed this prompt and combined it with #WorldAutismAwarenessDay, which is also today, creating a poem from the perpective of a child with autism. I hope I have done some small justice to what…
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Hurt
#NaPoWriMo Day One Another April, another month long writing challenge courtesy of National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). Yesterday’s prompt (I am a little late) was to write an instructional poem, or a disinstructional poem. I read disinstruction and thought of rebellion. Of being instructed to do something and not doing it. So this is what…
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Tiny Hope
From my window I watch cars as they pass a line of box-like houses. A bus stop opposite shelters a gaggle of commuters, the fine April rain making them hunch like vultures as they wait. Next door a dog barks. Farther afield I hear children scream in carefree delight. Spring is trying to awaken, buds…
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While I Wait
I wait while dragons breathe white hot fire into the fields of endless bluebells, I wait for you whilst elves set to work knitting blades of grass, I wait for you to come while Gaia sings and chicks begin to harmonise, I wait for you to come back to me While wizards wave their wands,…
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Poor, Poor Joan
Another victim is brought to tears by these antisocial miscreants, My colleague goes to roll his eyes and, silently, I must chastise him, As she calls on us to stop it, I pull a tissue from my pocket, From his he pulls his mobile phone and averts his eyes from poor, poor Joan. And as…
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Books on Love
It’s easy to find love in a book, Kismet never reads more poetically. It’s true granduer seems veracious. It’s enchantment seems like a gift voluptuously made. Neverendingly baiting my need for escape. “What do you desire?” My pneuma pulls me keenly, pleasures me knavishly. “Yes, yes” it casts a sultry spell. “Yes, yes” it lures…
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Knots
Anxiety. It’s never a mere stomach knot. It’s like a coarse frayed entanglement of rope that’s devoured as it sinks into a molten metal mire deep deep deep inside, Fires fly and gases rise, Beastly belching bubbles that swell and explode like fireworks of fury, All the while an angry tremor bellows through the scalloped…
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Cowboys
Tomorrowland; a far off place, The island at the top of the world, Benji the hunted, Now you see him, now you don’t, RUN, COUGAR, RUN! Castaway cowboy, Escape from the dark, Midnight madness, The black hole, the wild country, The watcher in the woods, Dragonslayer, wild, Something wicked this way comes in search of…
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Door
I was not involved in #NaPoWriMo (now #GloPoWriMo) last year, and while I can’t commit to the whole 30 days, this year I may dip in and out…. Here’s a poem about choice: DOOR There is a door at the end of the hall, Shut tight. It is not locked, but jammed with fear. How…
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Rainbow
When skies are dull, bleak, I long for relief, and, lo, he comes uninvited but welcome. He is my rainbow. Today is the last day of NaPoWriMo. No prompt for me today (but you can find out what it was here). Instead I revamped an old poem (we’re talking 16 years old) that…
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Bridges
Bridge to Freedom I hear the melancholy slither of the stream across the stones, I feel the dampness of the wood as it seeps into my bones. My legs dangle through the railings, Dried up mud cocoons my knees, I watch my teardrops salt the water as I cast secrets to the breeze. I feel…
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A Second Chance
I still remember the day we met, You were this tiny, perfect child, And though you couldn’t focus yet, I know you saw I was beguiled. You quickly learned to hold my hand, And just as quickly refused to let go, You held it as you took your first stand, As you toddled to and…
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When We Were Wee
We are friends and friends we’ll be, A promise made when we were wee, When we’ve grown old disgracefully, We’ll dip our toes at eighty-three in the very water of the very sea where you first made the pact with me. You swore to be there by my side, I swore in me you could…
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Ten Diamonds
Ten diamonds on my nightstand, Right beside my phone, A nervous joy inside my heart, A lump inside my throat, Sweet memories like pendants dance and twirl and sing, As I slowly grasp the magnitude of this tiny little ring, He is charm inside a cotton shirt, Desire inside blue eyes, He is the promise…
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Little Green Fingers
With heat lapping at my nape and soil beneath my nails, I take a momentary break, to watch you hunt for snails, OK, you shouldn’t be weeding in the shoes I bought last night, But barefoot in the seedlings?! My heart dances at the sight! I love the frown of concentration as you try to…
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My Mother’s Pearls
What goes up must come down, If I am lost I can be found, I must learn to swim or I will drown, Success proceeds a sweaty brow, No difference trumps a common ground, There’s no place like my own home town, My family are forever proud, There’s silver lining every cloud, Tomorrow’s hurt will be…
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Squirrel Bait
When he spies his prize beyond his touch, He knows there is nothing he will ever want this much. Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a Landay. A poem of 22 syllables originating in Afghanstisan. I saw this photo on Google a few days ago and felt that it needed captioning. As soon as…
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Disconnected
What’s this that falls before my eyes, With blistered sores and weary sighs? A shell, a corpse that’s mummified in the bloodied gauze of her demise, She is my spirit, Mauled, maligned, Her salted tears have scored and dried. Malevolence poured from callous minds, Like tiny swords that beat and bind ’til they’ve pilfered thoughts…
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#NotYet40
It’s Friday night and we are twirling, The clock’s struck five, it’s time to leave, Bring on the laughing and the slurring, Bring on the sunshine and the breeze. Happy hour’s faintly chirping, “Oh won’t you have a drink or three?” Check in on Facebook with the wording, “Happy Friday, drinks on me!” Three birthday…
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Games
Let’s play a different type of game: I’ll pretend that you’re not home late, If you pretend that you’re ashamed, I’ll ignore your pathetic state, If you wipe all that lipstick off your shirt and make your tie look straight, I will ignore the telling wafts of the perfume that’s on your skin and the…
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Questions, Questions
Did you buy me any more crumpets? Did this laundry pile somehow get bigger? Can I have chocolate for breakfast? Can you please not kick your sister? What costume shall I put on? What shall I put on for lunch? Can you be my pretend robot patient? Can you please remember we do not punch? …
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Accomplish Something Big
Listen up and riddle me this, Fed through two by two, at first, (Is this making sense yet? Maybe it first must get much worse…) Decide what’s really important but Of course you must forgo the rest, Listen to these: A5, R8, TT… which car is the best? Let me tell you a secret, The answer was…
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A Heart Full of Willow Blossom
I plucked catkins tenderly from a willow, To show how love captured me when you were born, I filled the sea endlessly with blonde billows; No drop unadorned, They broke the banks, wondrously swathing the land, With hundreds of heavenly starbursts of gold, For when you so helplessly searched for my hand, Your hand found…
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To All New Recruits
Accept nothing, Believe no-one, Check everything, Do not lose yourself admist all their lies, Even the innocent can filch and can savage the goodness that I see in your eyes, Have a refuge in which you just breathe, Kill some time there when things go awry, Learn to leave the day’s madness behind you, Never sleep with other…
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Homo Erectus
I love you when the first light hits, and I spy the white trails of sleepy spit, When you yawn and your hot breath wafts my way, When you sniff your pits and start your day, I love you when your eye-crust shines, As your red-veined peepers gaze into mine, When you scratch your crotch…
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Evanescence
The route along the cobbles is silent Save for the shushing of the water wheel The grass glistens green, pear, then emerald As the winds rush through its blades with such zeal The sky is adorned with falling blossom Its scent sweeps over me like a tide I should probably get home for supper But…
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Dark Chocolate
You once told me you were a box of chocolates, Said I’d never know quite what I’d get, And you said you weren’t any old chocolates; You were Green & Blacks – simply the best! And just like that aforesaid chocolate, You were dark, smooth, rich and so sweet, You tasted like some heavenly nectar…
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A Bit Like Lightning
An extremely tall Bulgarian man of less than average looks was talking to a pretty thing who would be described as shorter (lots!) But that pretty thing (who considered his looks to be minor and was more so struck with what was inside) ignored the unlikely chances that society sets out for people like The…
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Clearing
Air so still that it freezes time, So pure that one breath will clean the aches and ails and other grime that pollute each fragile being. A blanket of blue has been unfurled, Embroidered with sheer white clouds, This azure tapestry wraps the world in the most awe-inspiring shroud. The crystalline surface of the lake…
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Love Sublime
On grassy bed at break of dawn, I lay with you beside, As we gaze a blue that takes the clouds and paints a Rembrandt sky, We conspire to be forever held in each other’s hearts and minds. I hold your face and take you in; Each fleck that makes your eye, Lost in the…
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In Conversation
You said you didn’t love me, You said all hope was gone, You said you didn’t want me, I said that you were wrong. You said that it was complex, You said I wouldn’t understand, You said we’d grown apart, I said I didn’t give a damn. You said that I was stupid, You said…
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Trippin’
What a trip! I’m stoned as shit! A thumping dome that will not quit! Hit the wall? I hammered it! I think it’s time to hit the bricks! The streets are dark but I am lit! (Feet arches kinda ache a bit…) Man I’m baked! And I feel sick! How much did I take of…
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A Card Game
Lounged on the veranda on a dewy night; Conman v marine (and conman’s hand is terrible… He tends to be a sober player, right?) He’s entirely lost; a jester (allegorical…) Can the air magic him an anchor in this lough?! Not now that he’s imbibed; he’d need quite the miracle. So a hundred times he…
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Pip Talk
Why are you trying so hard to fit in when you were born to stand out? Why dress up in another fruit’s skin? You’re an apple; of that there’s no doubt. Your uniqueness is to be embraced, Differences make this world grand, If all fruits had the very same taste, Life would be terribly bland.…
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For Those That Know…
Let’s take a trip down memory lane, Yeah, let’s do 2003 again, Cheesecake in Wimbledon Pizza Hut, While The Peas asked, “Where is the love?” Remember where we THOUGHT love lived? In bumping uglies with some butters kids? Except that guy from Notting Hill, Hey, Jo-Jo aren’t you with him still? Po Na Na for…
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The Soldier in a Bobble Hat
A handsome man in a Peruvian hat, In the farthest corner from me is sat, His uniform hugs his chiselled figure, His emerald eyes are growing bigger, As he spies me watching like I’m not, As I coyly fiddle with my strawberry top, A sultry smile with curious intention, Is flashed so suavely in my direction, I…
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Foreverie
Once upon the daylight blue, A longing was drawn in vivid hues, And sat lucid in her reverie, For times that she and he once knew. Painted on her memory’s eye, Thoughts flittered like a butterfly, They tickled at the brink of truth, And swaddled her mind in a dulcet lie. He no longer walks…
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Joy Ride
The scent of the leather that’s dancing on air, The caress of the wind as it tussles my hair, The thump of the speakers; they’re playing my song, The bass in the engine; it’s drumming along, The feel of the sun as it kisses my skin, The view of the horizon that’s luring me in,…
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A Love Story
Here is where their story begins, In a time when they were young, And they did not yet regret their sins. A boy whose praises went unsung, Met a girl who ignored her worth, And together they climbed on love’s first rung. But they scaled too quickly from earth, And when those naïve darlings fell,…
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Prelude to a Kip
Oh, why can’t I sleep? Why’s this happening again? Is that… a fox… I can hear? Or a baby in pain?! Did I lock the front door? Is the dishwasher on? What did I miss in the meeting? Did I say anything wrong? God, is that my stomach?! When did I last eat? Should I…
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The Gaia Room
It’s a beautiful day in the Gaia room, Cotton balls form celestial spumes, Down deep inside the goldfish pool, An algae eater’s keeping cool, Up above the sky flame’s high, Its warmth is carried on an airy sigh, Indulging in the daylight glow, A tiny house hauler takes it slow, Behind she leaves a silver…
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Safe
My memory is forged from steel, An impenetrable shield, A fortified chamber of grey, And in it you lay, Hidden away, No-one but me has the key, And in my memory, Safe and strong, is where you belong, It’s where you’ll stay, Come fire, come thief, And come what may, None can steal you away,…
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Sweet Carmine
Hear her flow into the cup: Temptress whispers, “Steal a sup! Glut yourself with fruity mace; Heal yourself in my embrace, Mend your heart and free your mind, Find new love in sweet Carmine.” This poem was written for NaPoWriMo. Today’s prompt was to write about wine-and-love. This style of poetry is called Acreontics…
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Supply and Demand
Today there’s a 2-for-1 on my poems (in keeping with the challenge of the day!) Supply and Demand “Supply and Demand!” Was the salesman’s command When the sceptic said, “Sell me a Bic!” “Write your name then!” “But… I don’t have a pen.” Said the suitably crestfallen cynic. Disgruntled Daisies There’s an insufferable queue For…
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Torrent of Abuse
(an answer to April Rain Song) It would seem that some believe in giving April Showers some fame, That an aria is needed to glorify the rain, But I dodge the rain’s caresses And I do not want its kiss Silver drops that mock my tresses? Tell me who would sing of this? All that…
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Exposure of My Heart
Oh how I miss you, When I held you you taught me just who I was behind the shutters, You showed me my true colours, That I was like no other when I bled; I saw crimson, I saw claret, I saw carmine, and I saw scarlet, And now you’re gone, My love, Most all…
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The Flyers
The green, The black, The white, The stripes, The thrill of the fight, The delight of the graft, Two halves, And a whole lot of heart, And the laughs, (And the cries), And the cheers, (And the sighs), The battle calls from the sides, The banks burst as passion flies through the field, We never…
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