Day 13 NaPoWriMo

Laertes and Ophelia“Riddle”

My riddle written in pentameter,

five stressed and five unstressed will make it ten.

So Keats did love its use; parameters

as quick, emotive power to it bends.

Some English folk partake of this fine song.

Behooves The Bard to write about such trends:

To marriage of true minds his work belongs

and to his summer’s day expend your gloves.

If this fine mystery be error proved,

He never writ, and we were never loved.

In keeping with the mysterious quality of the number 13, today I challenge you to write a riddle poem. This poem should describe something without ever naming it. Perhaps each line could be a different metaphor for the same object? Maybe the title of the poem can be the “answer” to the riddle.

Slow Saunter

Day 10, NaPoWriMo


Afflicted By Censure Divides
Each Family.
Germany’s Hitler Incensed Jews,
Killing Liberty.
Murderous Nazi’s Open
Poisonous Quaffs,
Remarking: “Strange Tremors,
United Vitriolic,
Writhing Xenophobia.

Yiddish Zealots!”

Write an abecedarian poem of 26 words, in which each word begins with a successive letter of the alphabet.

The Snake Did It

Eve“The Snake Did it”

God’s
warning:
obey rules.
“No Red-Rum fruit,
fool!”

Snake
sneaky,
bending branch
rolled apple to
Eve!

Eve;
Adam’s
rib,  shaken.
Her innocence
flown!

Eve’s
island
idyllic:
her paradise
gone!

(Japanese Lanterne Pattern: syllable count: 12341)

 

 

I Saw You in a Cloud-bank

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Photo by J. Casey

I saw you in a cloud-bank,
but lost you in the sky.
Your wondrous face too fragile
as winds did buffet by.
Still, memory has such value
unto my searching eyes.
I know that I have lost you
and makes me want to cry.

I heard two morning dove’s song
outside my window sigh
And when the wind did buffet them
they also said ‘goodbye’.
Still, for my missing songsters,
I sense they may return.
But Johnny, I have lost you
and still, the yearning burns.

I know a star in heaven;
And Johnny is his name.
And when I was not heeding
he wandered from our game.
And when the fields are crowded
with baseball players, fine,
I want to be his catcher’s mitt
for he’s a friend of mine.

My story has no moral:
I have a missing friend.
His name I know is Johnny

the yearning never ends.
And when my mournful say
accompanied with tears
shall meet with my old lover,
I hope it’s he who hears.
Grant that repentance solemn
may seize upon his mind.
Still, hope and consolation
among those fields we find.

 

Fourteen Syllable Song

Kiki Kat 2 (2)

“On Falling in Love”

I wish to be entranced again, but strange, at eighty-one
such wonderful existence might not please my tiger cat.
There’s milk to pour, attentive rubs; his grooming in the sun.
I fear my new-found lover might mistake me for a rat.

My days now spent with choices made. There’s some things she’ll allow:
There’s combing and at least one trip to buy her condiments.
There’s money spent, my last red cent, for kitty’s new Meow.
My table might be meager while I keep her purr content.

That Trudy Fat Cat with her paws might cause a brief surprise
between us two who would be pals creates calamity.
For fur that flies before my eyes, romance is not advised.
And so I’ll say goodbye to my insane idolatry.

A fourteen liner can have any number of lines, but each line should have fourteen syllables. Traditionally, each line has seven iambic feet (i.e., an unstressed syllable followed by a stressed syllable, times seven), but non-iambic fourteeners also exist. The Fourteener was popular in 16th and 17th century English ballads.

Day 3, NaPoWriMo

A carnival

of bloody bulbs

blooms at market.

***

The filthy thief’s

perception

less

cantankerous.

Choose at least 5 of the words from the list & write a poem between 4 and 10 lines.  You can try to create a meter or rhyme, or even a Septolet. Words to choose from: bulb , market, cantankerous, filthy, less, perception, square, blooming, carnival, pilfer, remnant, blood. The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.