2024 Official DUP NaPoWriMo Challenge
30/30
Poetry Emulsion
Begin cooking,
on low heat,
The subject, concept, theme, or
fantasy stock.
Prepare and immerse
the grade ‘A’ nouns into the pot
Dice verb veggies.
Julienne starchy root metaphors.
Thinly slice similes
Slowly add them
into the simmering mixture.
Peruse your herb garden
cutting sprigs
of fragrant, colorful adverbs and adjectives
to give all components more flavor.
Season with
the salt of rhythm
Spice with expletives or invectives if you must, but sparingly
not to make the dish too bitter.
Ladle into your choice of receptacle
whether classic, modern, rustic,
or avant garde.
Sprinkle with
punctuation pepper
and serve.
Unique word count: 82
Poetry Emulsion
Begin cooking,
on low heat,
The subject, concept, theme, or
fantasy stock.
Prepare and immerse
the grade ‘A’ nouns into the pot
Dice verb veggies.
Julienne starchy root metaphors.
Thinly slice similes
Slowly add them
into the simmering mixture.
Peruse your herb garden
cutting sprigs
of fragrant, colorful adverbs and adjectives
to give all components more flavor.
Season with
the salt of rhythm
Spice with expletives or invectives if you must, but sparingly
not to make the dish too bitter.
Ladle into your choice of receptacle
whether classic, modern, rustic,
or avant garde.
Sprinkle with
punctuation pepper
and serve.
Unique word count: 82
30/30
The End
I've watched the moon shift
Melt away and come waxing back
I've watched each grain depict
The falling sands of the hourglass
With each passing light
Unwavering time
To find hidden words
Into shades of the night
The darkness I find
That the mind's one with Earth
Sinew for mortar and skin for brick
Pressure to stop the blood from it's leak
Few to pass over the dim of wit
Tracing lines of the pinpricks like braille to read
With each passing day
There was less to say
But we made it work
Poetic decay
Full on display
To heal from the hurt
The ink of the page
Enough that I wage
To fill a book
For each that have played
Tomorrow is May
Checkmate from the rook
The End
I've watched the moon shift
Melt away and come waxing back
I've watched each grain depict
The falling sands of the hourglass
With each passing light
Unwavering time
To find hidden words
Into shades of the night
The darkness I find
That the mind's one with Earth
Sinew for mortar and skin for brick
Pressure to stop the blood from it's leak
Few to pass over the dim of wit
Tracing lines of the pinpricks like braille to read
With each passing day
There was less to say
But we made it work
Poetic decay
Full on display
To heal from the hurt
The ink of the page
Enough that I wage
To fill a book
For each that have played
Tomorrow is May
Checkmate from the rook
30/30
Milestones
Life is full of lessons
Like paths and obstacle courses we must learn to overcome
The hard times that came and went
Those triumphs taste even sweeter
Comprehending that time doesn’t stop
Because the next thing I know
I blinked and I’m no longer a young man
Now I’m holding my baby’s baby in my arms
Oh how the years have passed by
Approaching half a century
I seek the wisdom of the ages
The stoic philosophies and teachings of the ancients
Wishing I could have learned them when I was younger but…
I wouldn’t have been ready
It wasn’t my time
Every day I go back and study
Not so much with faith
But with the desire to apply these principles diligently
Understanding myself a little more
So that I can become more the person I envision
With purpose and meaning
Achieving goals and objectives
Knowing that in this race
I go at my own pace
So here’s to all the milestones
Future, present and past
And to all challenges like these…
At my own pace and time
I now go over this finish line
124 Unique
186 Total
Milestones
Life is full of lessons
Like paths and obstacle courses we must learn to overcome
The hard times that came and went
Those triumphs taste even sweeter
Comprehending that time doesn’t stop
Because the next thing I know
I blinked and I’m no longer a young man
Now I’m holding my baby’s baby in my arms
Oh how the years have passed by
Approaching half a century
I seek the wisdom of the ages
The stoic philosophies and teachings of the ancients
Wishing I could have learned them when I was younger but…
I wouldn’t have been ready
It wasn’t my time
Every day I go back and study
Not so much with faith
But with the desire to apply these principles diligently
Understanding myself a little more
So that I can become more the person I envision
With purpose and meaning
Achieving goals and objectives
Knowing that in this race
I go at my own pace
So here’s to all the milestones
Future, present and past
And to all challenges like these…
At my own pace and time
I now go over this finish line
124 Unique
186 Total
30/30
A Tragic Love Story
Albeit… Our time was short
Because love was but a whisper in the night
Counting stars wasn’t enough
Did you ever catch the
Eclipse? that was our
First kiss
Guess not
Have you been stargazing elsewhere?
Is solace in solitude what you seek?
Just yesterday, we were
Knotted tightly together
Lovers, like tangled ivy
Messy, like a torn paperback
Novel, we tape it back
Or
Perhaps, we shelf it
Qualms about our time spent
Reminiscing is a torture
So many pages missing
Trust me, I have looked for them
Under the bed, among other
Various places familiar to us
What’s the matter?
Xanax can’t help
You now, so go on and cry
Zero tears will fall from me.
A Tragic Love Story
Albeit… Our time was short
Because love was but a whisper in the night
Counting stars wasn’t enough
Did you ever catch the
Eclipse? that was our
First kiss
Guess not
Have you been stargazing elsewhere?
Is solace in solitude what you seek?
Just yesterday, we were
Knotted tightly together
Lovers, like tangled ivy
Messy, like a torn paperback
Novel, we tape it back
Or
Perhaps, we shelf it
Qualms about our time spent
Reminiscing is a torture
So many pages missing
Trust me, I have looked for them
Under the bed, among other
Various places familiar to us
What’s the matter?
Xanax can’t help
You now, so go on and cry
Zero tears will fall from me.
