National Poetry Writing Month - NaPoWriMo 2016
#NaPoWriMo2016
Poems which took part in NaPoWriMo and GloPoWriMo 2016. National Poetry Writing Month takes place in April. Join us each year, and write a poem a day for the whole month (30 poems in 30 days). Congrats to those who completed NaPoWriMo 2016: Jade-Pandora, Artemios, OxyMoronicMe and Hepcat61.
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
9th Apr 2016 4:11pm
9th Apr 2016 4:11pm
POETS?!
(a postmodern sonnet)
We poets are a mighty, twisted lot.
With brains to make a comic’s mind seem sane,
By using words with meanings that are not
The meanings that those words truly contain.
I write “two tunnels in that valley’s deeps
Through which my throbbing nightly train would pass,”
Could be of engines, stars and mountain steeps
Or of our blending love… in words less crass.
And, god forbid, that you should cross my lines,
I’ll surely take offence where...
We poets are a mighty, twisted lot.
With brains to make a comic’s mind seem sane,
By using words with meanings that are not
The meanings that those words truly contain.
I write “two tunnels in that valley’s deeps
Through which my throbbing nightly train would pass,”
Could be of engines, stars and mountain steeps
Or of our blending love… in words less crass.
And, god forbid, that you should cross my lines,
I’ll surely take offence where...
#NaPoWriMo2016
#sonnet
#LifeAsAWriter
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OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
11th Apr 2016 7:17am
11th Apr 2016 7:17am
Queen of the Grapevine
Shhhhh...
(Limerick For Fely)
April 11, 2016
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 11-15) All Rights Reserved
There was once a gossipy madam named Fely,
Always on the loop of the county's nitty gritty.
Nothing scapes her,
No one is safe either...
For even if she knows not, she'd invent one, what a witty!
(Limerick For Fely)
April 11, 2016
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 11-15) All Rights Reserved
There was once a gossipy madam named Fely,
Always on the loop of the county's nitty gritty.
Nothing scapes her,
No one is safe either...
For even if she knows not, she'd invent one, what a witty!
#limerick
#NaPoWriMo2016
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OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
11th Apr 2016 8:40am
11th Apr 2016 8:40am
The Actor
April 7, 2016
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 6-10) All Rights Reserved
Bright lights so blinding
On top of the stage
Where everyday life's crowding
Where you stand with a smile
That weight tons in thousands
Fanfare muffing the cries
Of those few who are genuinely touched
By the plot, you followed
Hearing nothing but incoherent shouts
Adorning your ears with pseudo admiration.
When the curtain falls
And the show has ended
The dressing room awaits
To strip you, of your pretense ...
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 6-10) All Rights Reserved
Bright lights so blinding
On top of the stage
Where everyday life's crowding
Where you stand with a smile
That weight tons in thousands
Fanfare muffing the cries
Of those few who are genuinely touched
By the plot, you followed
Hearing nothing but incoherent shouts
Adorning your ears with pseudo admiration.
When the curtain falls
And the show has ended
The dressing room awaits
To strip you, of your pretense ...
#NaPoWriMo2016
273 reads
8 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
11th Apr 2016 6:57pm
11th Apr 2016 6:57pm
Ambiguity Sucks Period (ACROSTIC) NaPoWriMo #11
Ambiguity is a premeditated
Murderer strangling clarity
Barehanded by the throat
Into a warped possibility that
Grows from shallow ground,
Unearthed mounds of mis-
Interpretation from a densely
Trodden system of hope until
Yielding a false prophet of truth.
Shouldn’t we at least position as
Understanding adults, hold no
Contempt for the past while
Knowing direct honesty would
Salvage an eternal friendship?
Perhaps acquaintances are not
Enough to satisfy the palpable
Reality of our...
Murderer strangling clarity
Barehanded by the throat
Into a warped possibility that
Grows from shallow ground,
Unearthed mounds of mis-
Interpretation from a densely
Trodden system of hope until
Yielding a false prophet of truth.
Shouldn’t we at least position as
Understanding adults, hold no
Contempt for the past while
Knowing direct honesty would
Salvage an eternal friendship?
Perhaps acquaintances are not
Enough to satisfy the palpable
Reality of our...
#NaPoWriMo2017
#NaPoWriMo2016
1144 reads
16 Comments
OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
12th Apr 2016 3:01pm
12th Apr 2016 3:01pm
Scars
April 6, 2016
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 6-10) All Rights Reserved
Thy wound has healed
Bleeding no longer
Unfeeling is thy victim
Touched unless it was
Eyes are sore for it's sight
Ugly is the host that carry
Either honor or shame
Evidence of thy past
Oh! Remind thee not.
Forget nay, regret none.
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 6-10) All Rights Reserved
Thy wound has healed
Bleeding no longer
Unfeeling is thy victim
Touched unless it was
Eyes are sore for it's sight
Ugly is the host that carry
Either honor or shame
Evidence of thy past
Oh! Remind thee not.
Forget nay, regret none.
#NaPoWriMo2016
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OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
12th Apr 2016 3:08pm
12th Apr 2016 3:08pm
Help
Perhaps, all's in vain
My hopes and aspirations
All locked up in chain
I cried in pain
Wet with my own perspiration
Dying to complain
The pantry knows no grain
The children, friends with starvation
And resides in a poverty lane
Suffering in disdain
From many a population
My tears I can't contain
Aspirations running in our vein
Drain, it will soon in dehydration
Soon, even hope wont remain
Gradually getting insane
Please come...
My hopes and aspirations
All locked up in chain
I cried in pain
Wet with my own perspiration
Dying to complain
The pantry knows no grain
The children, friends with starvation
And resides in a poverty lane
Suffering in disdain
From many a population
My tears I can't contain
Aspirations running in our vein
Drain, it will soon in dehydration
Soon, even hope wont remain
Gradually getting insane
Please come...
#rhyming
#NaPoWriMo2016
#suffering
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OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
13th Apr 2016 12:35pm
13th Apr 2016 12:35pm
Versus
April 8, 2016
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 6-10) All Rights Reserved
Lunatic alone,
Bragging wealth.
Owning Universe,
Happily content.
Silver spoon,
Affluent person.
Snake skinned,
Greedy hands.
Who's deranged?
Who's exalted?
The lunatic,
Born foolish?
The affluent,
Amply gifted?
Tell who...
Say which!
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 6-10) All Rights Reserved
Lunatic alone,
Bragging wealth.
Owning Universe,
Happily content.
Silver spoon,
Affluent person.
Snake skinned,
Greedy hands.
Who's deranged?
Who's exalted?
The lunatic,
Born foolish?
The affluent,
Amply gifted?
Tell who...
Say which!
#money
#NaPoWriMo2016
268 reads
1 Comment
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
13th Apr 2016 1:37pm
13th Apr 2016 1:37pm
PURRINGS
(a gen-x sonnet)
~from entry set #2 of Jade-Pandora's~
DUP's NaPoWriMo Competition
I love to feel the purring of your cat,
To feel the warmth and softness of her fur.
Her muscles sing with every touching that
I bring with stroking hand that makes her purr.
I love to gauge her weight upon my lap,
To have her stretch and move and circle there.
To spread the subtle gracing of her knap,
And find that spot that makes her come aware.
I love her lapping wetness on my hand,
That she would cover me with her perfume. ...
~from entry set #2 of Jade-Pandora's~
DUP's NaPoWriMo Competition
I love to feel the purring of your cat,
To feel the warmth and softness of her fur.
Her muscles sing with every touching that
I bring with stroking hand that makes her purr.
I love to gauge her weight upon my lap,
To have her stretch and move and circle there.
To spread the subtle gracing of her knap,
And find that spot that makes her come aware.
I love her lapping wetness on my hand,
That she would cover me with her perfume. ...
#erotic
#NaPoWriMo2016
#sensual
790 reads
5 Comments
OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Poem Published
14th Apr 2016 6:44am
14th Apr 2016 6:44am
Fear
(A Dreadful Emotion Poem)
April 14, 2016
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 11-15) All Rights Reserved
Fear.
It smells like a rotten danger rapidly suffocating your passage of air...
It taste like vile lurching from the deep, dark recesses of your being...
It sounds like a drum roll of thunder warning you of a heavy downpour of rain...
It feels like an invisible current fetching goosebumps from your skin...
It looks like the Twin Tower above your head last September Eleven...
Fear is such a scary emotion that...
April 14, 2016
©Oxy2016Dup/NaPoWriMo 2016
(April 11-15) All Rights Reserved
Fear.
It smells like a rotten danger rapidly suffocating your passage of air...
It taste like vile lurching from the deep, dark recesses of your being...
It sounds like a drum roll of thunder warning you of a heavy downpour of rain...
It feels like an invisible current fetching goosebumps from your skin...
It looks like the Twin Tower above your head last September Eleven...
Fear is such a scary emotion that...
#anxiety
#NaPoWriMo2016
412 reads
1 Comment
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
15th Apr 2016 7:47am
15th Apr 2016 7:47am
SONG
( a Pantoum )
A note from deep within rewrites our song,
That from above in cloudless sky rains down.
All senses come alive before too long,
Electrified from daybreak to sundown.
That from above in cloudless sky rains down,
The first sound that I hear is but a taste.
Electrified from daybreak to sundown,
To multiply and drench me in your haste.
The first sound that I hear is but a taste,
To what you'll bring to me in thunder's roll.
To multiply and drench me in your haste,
And...
A note from deep within rewrites our song,
That from above in cloudless sky rains down.
All senses come alive before too long,
Electrified from daybreak to sundown.
That from above in cloudless sky rains down,
The first sound that I hear is but a taste.
Electrified from daybreak to sundown,
To multiply and drench me in your haste.
The first sound that I hear is but a taste,
To what you'll bring to me in thunder's roll.
To multiply and drench me in your haste,
And...
#love
#romantic
#sky
#lyrics
#NaPoWriMo2016
1040 reads
17 Comments
Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
15th Apr 2016 4:32pm
15th Apr 2016 4:32pm
Blooded
(a postmodern sonnet)
from Jade-Pandora's
DUP's NaPoWriMo 2016 competition
I wish your steady golden eyes would leave,
For almost forty-years your ghost remains.
You never made a sound, I can’t believe,
With everything smeared in your bloody stains.
How you and that old Chrysler came undone,
And how we got involved, I’ll never know.
But there we are, that group, me with my gun,
And all my older kin said I should go.
That moment sighting down the barrel’s side,
Me praying that you would not turn my way, ...
from Jade-Pandora's
DUP's NaPoWriMo 2016 competition
I wish your steady golden eyes would leave,
For almost forty-years your ghost remains.
You never made a sound, I can’t believe,
With everything smeared in your bloody stains.
How you and that old Chrysler came undone,
And how we got involved, I’ll never know.
But there we are, that group, me with my gun,
And all my older kin said I should go.
That moment sighting down the barrel’s side,
Me praying that you would not turn my way, ...
#dark
#NaPoWriMo2016
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Hepcat61
geoff cat
geoff cat
Poem Published
15th Apr 2016 5:48pm
15th Apr 2016 5:48pm
PRAYER
(a villanelle)
from Jade-Pandora's
DUP's NaPoWriMo 2016 competition
Sweet muse, bestow your graceful words on me.
Give them the sounds that fill her heart with joy
That she you sent would find my love worthy.
My songs once filled my life and set me free,
But long has life sought to those songs destroy.
Sweet muse, bestow your graceful words on me.
An ill tuned gong my verse appears to be,
And hers like crystal dawning mists employ,
That she you sent would find my love worthy?
But as I make her smile, my words I see,...
from Jade-Pandora's
DUP's NaPoWriMo 2016 competition
Sweet muse, bestow your graceful words on me.
Give them the sounds that fill her heart with joy
That she you sent would find my love worthy.
My songs once filled my life and set me free,
But long has life sought to those songs destroy.
Sweet muse, bestow your graceful words on me.
An ill tuned gong my verse appears to be,
And hers like crystal dawning mists employ,
That she you sent would find my love worthy?
But as I make her smile, my words I see,...
#love
#romantic
#NaPoWriMo2016 #MyInspiration
#NaPoWriMo2016 #MyInspiration
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DU Poetry : National Poetry Writing Month - NaPoWriMo 2016
