Day 18, NaPoWriMo
“Tha-tha-tha That’s All, Folks!” Listen my children and you shall hear of the midnight ride of Jacqueline, dear. On the Eighteenth of April, Sixty-Two Hardly a relative that I knew who remembers that...
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A preexisting paraphrase of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116. (from “No Fear Shakespeare”: http://nfs.sparknotes.com/sonnets/sonnet_116.html “I hope I may never acknowledge any reason why minds that truly love...
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Day 22, NaPoWriMo Write a “pastoral” poem. Traditionally, pastoral poems involved various shepherdesses and shepherds talking about love and fields, but yours can really just be a poem that engages...
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“Pizza” I think that I shall never see a pizza lovelier than thee. Its sausages so plump and round against my mirthful mouth, abound. A pizza waiting close of day when mouths shall open up the way to...
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It’s true that Bruce Jenner looks quite a bit thinner in his new Maxi dress whose stripes should impress. A clerihew is a whimsical, four-line biographical poem invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley. The...
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“Lady Lincoln” I keep my fashion as Lady Godey; my family, aristocratic, glean that with my many suitors, life is gay but Lincoln’s borrowed horse not what they dream. My family prays he is a flimsy...
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Cancer hates the jogging, happy talker. It’s the hay(na)ku). Created by the poet Eileen Tabios and named by Vince, the hay(na)ku is a variant on the haiku. A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza,...
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(iron worker atop the Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco) Golden, magic bridge: your artisans so wondrous filling up the sky A bridge is a powerful metaphor. Your poem could be about a real bridge or an...
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“On Death” Since people fearful of this topic most, its theme does pleasure no one but our host. Man’s muddied up the waters for review and so our turbid topic in a stew. He’s known by cryptic such as...
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Original Poem: Whirls reality, the time is Now whose dreams sweep , fleeting like the stars who flush our universe in oceans arched whose figure-eight returns to outstretched hands. Where there’s no...
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“Oh, William!” Oh, William, Imagists paint different views. Your sonnets are, with Flarfers, lately rent. The Moderns now make humble pie of you. An Apple terms your ‘summer’s day’ a vent! Oh, William,...
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“Tha-tha-tha That’s All, Folks!” Listen my children and you shall hear of the midnight ride of Jacqueline, dear. On the Eighteenth of April, Sixty-Two Hardly a relative that I knew who remembers that...
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“Internet Granny” Upon the Internet, I am a part of all that I hold dear. That piece of me, unseen without a blog page from my heart, now views itself in that reality. I’m privy to their language and...
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(credit: Deviantart.net) “Conversation Between Malcolm and His Master” Where are you, Alphie; you, who knew my ways? I heard your voice in sadness and in strife. My heart will search for you remaining...
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