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Gahddess_Worship said:Thank you Director for the sought after Shh it will help me push through to the end.

LMAO! You EARNED it, but you're very welcome!

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EPISODE 24/30

The last candle in the Great Library of Minus Punctual flickered its final death throes as they frantically searched for Jaragorn's birth certificate.

"Well, that does it," stated Summdir rather glumly. "The Fellowship has failed. DUGlo will never reach Mount Dumb without being caught. This has all been in vain!"

"We'd have plenty of light if we set fire to some of these books," piped up InNomine.

There were so many gasps from utter shock you would have thought a monster was lurking in the darkness of the Great Library!

"What?!" replied silent_sound. "It's just a bunch of crappy poetry."

"Yeah!" chimed Honoria. "Knowing Steward Doneitbefore and his sons, most of it is likely plagiarized."

"Absolutely NOT!" said Lady Ahavarwen. "Every poem, no matter how badly written, has its potential to become something greater than it was. That includes those written by others that inspire us. That's why we have NaPoWriMo every year - to write whatever comes to mind - and then spend eleven months making it better! Would you instead burn your own NaPo entries before they reach their full potential?!"

"We'll just have to find something else to burn," said Jaragorn.

"I'm certain we could make a bonfire from all the Dwarf hair in here," Lunalass said with a chuckle. "Their armpits alone should provided plenty of kindling."

slipalong yelled, "Nobody shaves a Dwarf! Especially the likes of a pointy eared, smirky faced Elf!" There was a lot of protesting going on.

Somehwere amongst the shelves, Gimlyroo was accosted. "Not the beard!" he shouted. He was accosted again. "THAT's not my beard and definitely not being shaved either!"

CoolDude Merry strummed his ukulele to sooth everyone's nerves, pleading for them to stop. "MOAR!ON wants us to fight among ourselves and quit before NaPoWriMo starts!"

But the Dwarves weren't listening. Snail mail armor clanged as they bumped into each other in the darkness.

There was a thunderous booming crash! Light suddenly flooded the room through a gaping hole in the ceiling. Having narrowly crushed P'Radriel, had she not nimbly sidestepped it, was a huge boulder bearing an imbecilic looking stick figure of a Dwarf crudely carved upon it.

Ganjosh peered down through the hole, declaring, "MOAR!ON's army is attacking! The Steward has abandoned his people! It is up to us to make safe the citadel!"

The first thought that entered Eerowyn's mind was, Ohmygawd! Where did we park the Donkeys this time?!

And the army beyond the stone walls with catapults operated by Giant NaPo'sers had only just begun to lob their insults.



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Greetings, Great Poets of the Fellowship! ONLY T-MINUS SEVEN ( SIX IF YOU'VE ALREADY POSTED TODAY ) DAYS left! This challenge has flown, and yet, not! LOL!

If you see a flickering flame you may proceed into Day 24! Congratulations for making it this far! You can do eeet!

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Starting to get slap-happy in the final week.

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LOL! I am certain everyone will understand why this photo is NOT shopped!

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Our next Team feature is  JohnnyBlaze ( aka Lord Jaragorn of the Numeralians ) of this group effort created to get the Poetry out of anyone who is up for a challenge. In his 5th year of co-hosting the Official DU NaPoWriMo, he knows it is within you as much as he knows it is within himself.

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/JohnnyBlaze/

Jaragorn sees in your eyes the fear that would take the heart of him. A day may come when the courage of the average Muddle Earthian fails, when you forsake your friends, and break all bonds of our Fellowship . . .

but it is not this day.

Or tomorrow.

And the day after . . .

Oh, heck - you're only all allowed to collapse into a coma on or after May 1st.    

JohnnyBlaze has also been featured here:

https://www.facebook.com/DUpoetry/photos/a.10154508509648665/10159213791828665/

He has/will been/be  Instagrammed & Tweeted! Yes, he did it himself ( only because Webmiss did it first and he has no choice because, Ahavati ).

https://www.instagram.com/dupoetry/
https://www.instagram.com/poeticmedics/

https://twitter.com/poeticmedics
https://twitter.com/DUPoetry

Thank you, Johnny, for all your hard work this year!

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Awww! It's been my pleasure! Looking forward to limping across the finish line with you and the rest of the Fellowship this year!

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EPISODE 25/30

The Ditch King of Humbug, on his Smelly Beast high above the battlefield, strategized while the lobbing of bitter, nasty insults continued with increased frequency. Pork taskmasters whipped the NaPo'sers into a frenzy, sending catapulted shot after shot crashing against the walls of Minus Punctual, shattering the stonework into avalanches of debris. And when MOAR!ON's minions ran low on insults . . .

into the city they launched complaining Crabasses! Armed with huge, pinchy pincers, the creatures scuttled about and grabbed onto everything that wasn't bolted down. They tossed about into the air whatever they could while grumbling,

"This sucks! No, this sucks! This really sucks! Your NaPoWriMo will SUCK!"

What brave citadel soldiers remained under the command of Captains Borrowedverse and Fairlyverse fell to their knees, cowering at their stations.

"We'll never defeat them, Sir!" a soldier cried. "We haven't written any fresh poetry in years! What are your orders?"

The brothers flipped through dusty, ancient tomes liberated from the Great Library, searching for the best poems ever written that they could muster. Unfortunately, they couldn't find anything edgy and hardhitting enough to penetrate the armored Crabasses. So many bland and unoriginal verses recycled throughout the years - why? Why?? WHY?? hadn't they challenged themselves more often?!

"I can't believe we volunteered for this!" exclaimed Thetravelingfairy, throwing aside her axe.

"I agree!" said Misfitpoet89. "We'll never be able to make it all the way through to May with so much burden heaped upon our shoulders!"

An enormous tree came crashing down from the mountainside, crushing one of the Crabasses.

It was Treenuts!

"Have courage, little Dwarves," the woodland giant boomed before punting another Crabass over the wall and out of the Citadel. "You are not alone in this war. The Ents have come to fight along side of you this April, even if this is will be our last March!"

RosieGrace squealed and swooned over what a magnificent specimen of wood he was! [ This line is under review for triggering the EXTREME CONTENT WARNING alert ]

Now that a third army had arrive, the citadel soldiers rose to their feet with renewed bravery. The scales had been tipped in their favor!

Well ... until a host of Wallyrogs descended from the sky ... which was cause for many suits of armor to be soiled on this day.

But within moments, the Wallyrogs were swarmed by a myriad of disgruntled Manmoths who were tired of being MOAR!ON's slaves!

"This shall go down in NaPoWriMo history as The Battle of the Five Armies!" exclaimed Gimlroo as he began jotting down ideas for lyrics to carry him through the thirty days of April.

And it was then that a force of Gobnoblins five thousand strong led by Salamandar the White spilled out into the glade to assist the Ditch King.

"Dammit" cursed Gimlyroo. "Five Six Armies! For gawdsake. Eraseable ink can't be invented soon enough."

If only it had ended at six . . ..


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I can't believe there is less than a week left!! This month has flown by. Everyone stay strong, we are in the home stretch!!

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Greetings, Great Poets of the Fellowship! ONLY T-MINUS SIX ( FIVE IF YOU'VE ALREADY POSTED TODAY ) DAYS left, and it's time for the final battle!

Looks like EVERYONE has passed their physical! Therefore, if you see the battlefield before you, enter with confidence that you'll succeed!  

Congratulations to all who are braving these final days!

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Good morning, DUPeeps! Our next feature has been someone who has truly gone above and beyond in her Team duties this year! She has been active, creative, and positively encouraging: Eerie ( aka Erowyn, shield maiden of Shireland )!

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Eerie/

Captain of the Time Keeping Department, Ambassador Eerowyn is one of the few humans in the Fellowship of the Poem who doesn't find it odd at all to be in the company of Elves, Dwarves, Wyrms, and ... Donkeys ... Wait ... wwwwwhut?

Anyhoo, the quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the company is truly posting only one poem per day. And, let's be deadly clear: Eerowyn is no man to be messing around with.

Eerie has been featured on DU's Facebook page:

https://www.facebook.com/DUpoetry/photos/a.10154508509648665/10159216161768665/

She has/will also been/be Instagramed & Tweeted!


https://www.twitter.com/poeticmedics/
https://twitter.com/DUPoetry

https://www.instagram.com/p/COEXQqsq_aJ/
https://www.instagram.com/poeticmedics/

Thank you, Eerie, for being a stellar team member this year!

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Ahavati said:Good morning, DUPeeps! Our next feature has been someone who has truly gone above and beyond in her Team duties this year! She has been active, creative, and positively encouraging: Eerie ( aka Erowyn, shield maiden of Shireland )!

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Eerie/

Captain of the Time Keeping Department, Ambassador Eerowyn is one of the few humans in the Fellowship of the Poem who doesn't find it odd at all to be in the company of Elves, Dwarves, Wyrms, and ... Donkeys ... Wait ... wwwwwhut?

Anyhoo, the quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the company is truly posting only one poem per day. And, let's be deadly clear: Eerowyn is no man to be messing around with.

Eerie has been featured on DU's Facebook page:

https://www.facebook.com/DUpoetry/photos/a.10154508509648665/10159216161768665/

She has/will also been/be Instagramed & Tweeted!


https://www.twitter.com/poeticmedics/
https://twitter.com/DUPoetry

https://www.instagram.com/p/COEXQqsq_aJ/
https://www.instagram.com/poeticmedics/

Thank you, Eerie, for being a stellar team member this year!


I AM NO MAN! and please be kind to my donkeys.

It’s been a pleasure to be on the team, and in the company of so many fantastic poets, both  team and participants alike. It’s been a blast!

Thanks for putting my words against the most PERFECT backdrop. I love it!!

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Eerie said:

I AM NO MAN! and please be kind to my donkeys.

It’s been a pleasure to be on the team, and in the company of so many fantastic poets, both  team and participants alike. It’s been a blast!

Thanks for putting my words against the most PERFECT backdrop. I love it!!


Ha!

You're very welcome, Eerie.

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EPISODE 26/30

--- FLASH FORWARD TOWARDS THE END OF APRIL ---

The Dark Knight trudged up the side of Mount Dumb with both Gamgeez and Baggins on his shoulders. DUGlo was weary from the weight of The One Poem ™ dangling from his neckchain. Satin, in an attempt to both carry his friend AND write his NaPo entries at the same time, ended up pulling a hamstring.

"We're almost there, Mister DUGlo!" said Satin with so much sweat pouring into his eyes, he could hardly see what he was looking at. The heat radiating from the volcanic mountain was incredible.

"This place is hotter than a Gorn's crotch," muttered the Dark Knight.

"What's a Gorn?" DUGlo mumbled from a dreary mental haze, but received no answer, for it had been so long since that particular NaPoWriMo that not even the bat-costumed man could quite remember.

They had made excellent time ever since MOAR!ON was tricked into sending his legions away from Moardor, but it was still slow going on foot. Most of April had passed without further incidient. NaPoWriMo was almost finished - provided there was anyone left still writing. Yikes! The Poem needed to be unmade in the molten fires of Dumb - the sooner the better!

I seee yooouuu!, DUGlo could hear the Dark Wyrm saying in his mind.

Only it wasn't in his mind.

They turned around to see MOAR!ON behind them! He was almost twenty feet tall! And he was using his deadly mace as a rock hammer to climb; the granite shattering with each strike of the massive weapon.

I will crush you three into bugsnot! he growled. And then I will reclaim what is rightfully mine!

The mountain rumbled as lava rising from the center of Muddle Earth sloshed about within. The Dark Knight lost his footing and slid back down the mountainside toward MOAR!ON. The end of their part in the Fellowship was rapidly approaching. They were doomed! And ironically, Dumbed!

MOAR!ON was gloating, laughing at the FAIL of his puny adversaries, when Smuggle darted out from behind a rock and pushed him backwards over Duggle who was on his hands and knees behind the awful Dark Wyrm's left foot. Knocking many a boulder loose, the ancient Evil One tumbled down into a ravine and hollered profanities that likewise rocked the landscape.

"Hurry!" cried Smuggle. "We knows where the door is to the inside of the mountain! No time to waste, Sillies!"

And the Frog brothers helped a bewlidered, but thankful Dark Knight to his feet. Were they really helping the Fellowship defeat MOAR!ON ..?

Or was it a ruse to acquire The One Poem ™ for themselves . . .


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Greetings, Great Poets of the Fellowship! ONLY T-MINUS FIVE ( FOUR IF YOU'VE ALREADY POSTED TODAY ) DAYS LEFT! You're all amazing and your offerings have been stellar this year!

If Smuggle and Duggle are by your side, you're about to be escorted up the mountain of Day 26!  Congratulations! You're almost there!

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