Napowrimo – Day 13

Our optional prompt for today is to write a poem that contains at least one kenning. Kennings were metaphorical phrases developed in Nordic sagas. At their simplest, they generally consist of two nouns joined together, which imaginatively describe or name a third thing. The phrase “whale road,” for example, could be used instead of “sea” or “ocean,” and “sky candle” could be used for “sun.

 

Iron steeds race forward,
riders distracted,
their magic rocks,
not easily shaken.

Rocks as looking glasses,
riders stare into them,
mouths distort,
as lips unnaturally extend.

The steed loses bearing,
and rider gasps,
as hostile forces react,
warning alarms echo.

Perhaps later,
in the quiet loneliness,
rock to looking glass,
one more selfie.

 

NaPoWriMo – Day 8

So for today, the prompt is to rewrite a famous poem, giving it your own spin.

I’m using November Night by Adelaide Crapsey. It’s in the form of a cinquain. Not sure if this is really in line with the prompt, but hey another day another poem.

 

Almost,
As state tests near,
Students and teachers stress,
A large hurdle, but up ahead
Summer.

NaPoWriMo – Day 7

Today’s prompt is to write a love poem . . . but the object of the poem should be inanimate.

You’re too hot for me,
But I don’t care.
I can’t resist your smell,
Or help but stare.

The perfect blend,
Of pure delight.
You beckon me approach,
Come take a bite.

No, it is not wise,
For your touch burns.
I’ve been here before,
But how my heart yearns.

I cannot resist,
My love will not die.
You are mine,
And once more I try.

You burn my fingers,
As I grab you once again.
My mouth waters,
And teeth slowly sink in.

I gape for air,
But continue to chew.
Fresh chocolate chip cookie,
Oh, how I love you!

 

Poetry Month Day 6

I’ve come to the realization I won’t be doing 30 poems in 30 days, so I find time where I can and try to write when I can. So here we are on Day 6, making random observations and putting them into some type of poem. My observations included the following nouns; cars, trees, coffee, dog, people. Colors; gray, blue, green, white, yellow, black. What’s happening outside; cars driving, wind blowing, rain.

So I put these observations into a couple of haikus and a tanka.

Cars travel slowly,
gray clouds clap for attention,
rain soaks the city.

Trees sway in the blow,
green filled branches wave wildly,
people seek shelter.

Yellow dog resting,
as his owner chats away,
coffee house patrons,
warming brews and pastry treats,
forgotten storm howls outside.