This is... I have no idea what this is, actually, but it's for day 18 of NaPoWriMo. Very eerie stuff, I suppose. I've been a bit tense lately and I need to relax, otherwise all my poetry's going to turn out like this. Here it is then: A Sketch of Our Home Brighter, still brighter …
Vibrating Masses
A slightly more leisurely poem today, written in honour of all the comfortingly crowded spaces. The Crowd Constant murmur of thronging souls Used to being silent but now Compelled to navigate thin Corridors through the careful Manipulation of their delicate Vocal chords - it feels as though I were at the bottom of the sea, …
More of the same…
Apologies for just hurriedly dropping poems in here; I've been mostly on the run lately. But oh well, I guess this rather rushed approach does give poetry the pleasing flavour of an illicit affair. I'll admit I've been very lazy today though, so here's another haiku for your perusal: Rough Patterns on the wind Polished …
Poetry on the Run
Halfway through NaPoWriMo. I'm not being lazy, I assure you, I just felt like writing a haiku today. Tea House soft rain of petals - the city is a tea house for fighting spirits.
All in a rush…
NaPoWriMo day 14. Claustrophobic Sympathetic pleasantriesplucked out from the rootground into half-syllablesfit for a bestiary - I suppose this is all that's leftwe've run out of ballastto sink our teeth into.Sometimes, maybeyou even miss the excitementof rushed exchangesrushed hellos and goodbyesrushed everything.It will please you to know,my ribcage has becomeclaustrophobic.
“Illicit Unattainable Love”
So it's Friday the 13th again. Well, as I was saying once before, poetry does go well with Friday the 13th. Today's prompt for NaPoWriMo was to write a ghazal; I've written an approximation of a ghazal once before, for last year's NaPoWriMo. I was hoping this year's experiment would turn out better, but I'm …
Some Matters of Romance
Today's poetry prompt has to do with homophonic translations, but since I've already played with that in my writing rookie past thanks to my quirky and lovely tutors *nods in the general direction of Peter Blegvad's awesomeness*, I've decided to do something else. Something I've never written before, a sapphic poem. It's not great, but …
Some Memories
A brilliant prompt for NaPoWriMo today: Today’s prompt asks you to write a poem of the five senses. Pick an experience that is very sensory, and of which you have a strong sense memory — like hearing a train whistle, jumping into a rain puddle, catching that first whiff of lilac on a spring day, …
A Not-So-Well-Rounded Roundel
Well now, here we are on day ten of the NaPoWriMo challenge. Today, I decided to challenge myself to write a roundel, which turned out to be a much more difficult task than I would've thought. Coming up with precisely eleven lines of poetry written in that form took me more than an hour. And …
The In-Tension of Spring
Lo and behold, the last of the first week of NaPoWriMo is upon us! Today's prompt was, and I'm sure you will agree with me, absolutely brilliant: Go outside. That’s about it. Take a walk, on this lovely Sunday. Or a drive. (Or if it’s not lovely where you are at all, maybe just remember …
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