Poetry Writing Month | NaPoWriMo 2020
#NaPoWriMo2020
Poems forming part of our 2020 NaPoWriMo challenge (also known as GloPoWriMo). Poetry Writing Month takes place in April each year. Join us next year to write a poem a day for the whole month (30 poems in 30 days).
Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 7:31pm
1st Apr 2020 7:31pm
Enact
Are we an amalgamation of yesterday's?
If we are, how much are we, the steps we’ve still to lay?
How much sway does the day still have to play?
What does the choice we have yet to make have to say?
For our tomorrow to be ascertained from what we have attained this day;
How can it be that we so often fail to see, just what’s going to be our memory?
Just how free are we to be what we want to see?
How free are we to make the most of what we are, for what we need to be?
From the interspersed cast of our subjective memory, its roll call of...
If we are, how much are we, the steps we’ve still to lay?
How much sway does the day still have to play?
What does the choice we have yet to make have to say?
For our tomorrow to be ascertained from what we have attained this day;
How can it be that we so often fail to see, just what’s going to be our memory?
Just how free are we to be what we want to see?
How free are we to make the most of what we are, for what we need to be?
From the interspersed cast of our subjective memory, its roll call of...
#memories
#choices
#NaPoWriMo2020
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
1st Apr 2020 7:56pm
1st Apr 2020 7:56pm
Fools in April
Childish jokes
Begets mindless pranks
Ritual hoax
Early Halloween thanks
Endless turmoil
Begins celebrated folly
Holiday spoil
Precedes fruitless jolly
Dedicated games
Dance among virals
Sarcastic flames
Engorge intimate primals
Ridiculed satire
Satisfies heartless gesture
Social admire
Squabbles helpless measure
Resistant smiles
Radiates with joys
April’s trials
Free as toys
Begets mindless pranks
Ritual hoax
Early Halloween thanks
Endless turmoil
Begins celebrated folly
Holiday spoil
Precedes fruitless jolly
Dedicated games
Dance among virals
Sarcastic flames
Engorge intimate primals
Ridiculed satire
Satisfies heartless gesture
Social admire
Squabbles helpless measure
Resistant smiles
Radiates with joys
April’s trials
Free as toys
#NaPoWriMo2020
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8 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 1:10am
2nd Apr 2020 1:10am
We Fight Extinction
Nothing
Is forever
A fleeting breath
In an expanding universe
Watch stars burn
Light began from darkness
Everything dies
But life prevails
Eden can survive
Through these times
We fight extinction
Surely destruction
Will be staved off
Clasp hands
Let us pray for salvation
Or should sacrifices
Suffice
Dance naked
Around fires
To subside fear
Is forever
A fleeting breath
In an expanding universe
Watch stars burn
Light began from darkness
Everything dies
But life prevails
Eden can survive
Through these times
We fight extinction
Surely destruction
Will be staved off
Clasp hands
Let us pray for salvation
Or should sacrifices
Suffice
Dance naked
Around fires
To subside fear
#NaPoWriMo2020
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1 Comment
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 1:49am
2nd Apr 2020 1:49am
[ NapoWriMo 2020 Collection ] Survival
Qinghai,Tibetan Plateau
Guliya Ice Cap, 12,979 BC
Foreward—Roof of the World
On margins of the plateau
repeated glaciations were abating;
a Pleistocene Epoch, surrendering
to the Holocene, sacrificed its own
venerable mass to swelling sea levels—
save bodies, containers
for microscopic parasites
dormant in permafrost soil
Homo sapien rule had evolved—
rooting all cornerstones of earth;
a near-extinct Denisovan hunting party
tracked yak across the mesa—
its high altitude buffeting lungs;
thoughts...
Guliya Ice Cap, 12,979 BC
Foreward—Roof of the World
On margins of the plateau
repeated glaciations were abating;
a Pleistocene Epoch, surrendering
to the Holocene, sacrificed its own
venerable mass to swelling sea levels—
save bodies, containers
for microscopic parasites
dormant in permafrost soil
Homo sapien rule had evolved—
rooting all cornerstones of earth;
a near-extinct Denisovan hunting party
tracked yak across the mesa—
its high altitude buffeting lungs;
thoughts...
#science
#spiritual
#humankind
#historical
#NaPoWriMo2020
1232 reads
111 Comments
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 3:12am
2nd Apr 2020 3:12am
Doubtful
How to survive a global pandemic
without sweet red oblivion in my veins?
The sameness of days,
of work from home –
once a blessed perk,
now a bloody curse –
four tiny walls pinching my psyche
as teenage elephants galumph over concentration
descending like locusts upon the kitchen
leaving naught but crumbs and sass…
There’s no separation from day to eve
no “5 o’clock somewhere”
no friends to see
just the NaPalm of daily poetry
exploding in my brain
a silent commotion
of wordless emotion… ...
without sweet red oblivion in my veins?
The sameness of days,
of work from home –
once a blessed perk,
now a bloody curse –
four tiny walls pinching my psyche
as teenage elephants galumph over concentration
descending like locusts upon the kitchen
leaving naught but crumbs and sass…
There’s no separation from day to eve
no “5 o’clock somewhere”
no friends to see
just the NaPalm of daily poetry
exploding in my brain
a silent commotion
of wordless emotion… ...
#anxiety
#alcohol
#WritingPoetry #NaPoWriMo2020
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444 reads
12 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 8:38am
2nd Apr 2020 8:38am
melongene, me
(two of 30 - Official DUP NaPo/GloPoWrimo 2020)
it was the year 2012 or near there
(where)abouts
i carefully planted a white oval
in Gaia’s bosom. . .& forgot all about
that seeded future.
It’s been a black and blues Tao
for me and current events
that tug(ged)-o-war me
found me searching for
the plant of a dirt burial decade
or 2 or 3 …more?
@ present, i am feeling
more purple’d than blue
or green or pink.
(eggplant, me)
Some plants
plantings
don’t seed
produce...
it was the year 2012 or near there
(where)abouts
i carefully planted a white oval
in Gaia’s bosom. . .& forgot all about
that seeded future.
It’s been a black and blues Tao
for me and current events
that tug(ged)-o-war me
found me searching for
the plant of a dirt burial decade
or 2 or 3 …more?
@ present, i am feeling
more purple’d than blue
or green or pink.
(eggplant, me)
Some plants
plantings
don’t seed
produce...
#SelfReflection
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2020
491 reads
8 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 12:43pm
2nd Apr 2020 12:43pm
Bound
Fog takes center stage
as time is truly lost
bled out into the wild
where souls are bound then tossed
day into night into day
a thirty six hour affair
one enters
then disappears
cold steel, spiked with violent heat
mystical moments melding into place
warm lips centre
a forgotten human race
we're stuck
open palms impressing upon bare bottoms
tops rising to the god
the machine spins and we cycle
eyes mist towards the wonderment
has spring begun her rise
it's not...
as time is truly lost
bled out into the wild
where souls are bound then tossed
day into night into day
a thirty six hour affair
one enters
then disappears
cold steel, spiked with violent heat
mystical moments melding into place
warm lips centre
a forgotten human race
we're stuck
open palms impressing upon bare bottoms
tops rising to the god
the machine spins and we cycle
eyes mist towards the wonderment
has spring begun her rise
it's not...
#morning
#NaPoWriMo2020
532 reads
6 Comments
nomoth
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 2:46pm
2nd Apr 2020 2:46pm
Indulgences that do not belong.
Indulgences that do not belong.
#animals
#morning
#SelfReflection #NaPoWriMo2020
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668 reads
6 Comments
Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 3:39pm
2nd Apr 2020 3:39pm
Hopes & Dreams
My travels to the stars of hopes & dreams!
For in my mind I’ve walked the galaxy;
The spiraling adventures of extremes
Were marvels to a vision I could see.
It showed what I could be & crystalized
My travels to the stars of hopes & dreams.
The people that I’d meet were mystified;
They never thought it possible, the themes!
I had an “aha” moment for a scheme,
And asked who’d like to go when I assign
My travels to the stars of hopes & dreams’,
They shouted instantly ‘where do we sign!’
...
For in my mind I’ve walked the galaxy;
The spiraling adventures of extremes
Were marvels to a vision I could see.
It showed what I could be & crystalized
My travels to the stars of hopes & dreams.
The people that I’d meet were mystified;
They never thought it possible, the themes!
I had an “aha” moment for a scheme,
And asked who’d like to go when I assign
My travels to the stars of hopes & dreams’,
They shouted instantly ‘where do we sign!’
...
#hope
#dreams
#stars
#travel
#NaPoWriMo2020
882 reads
25 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 5:30pm
2nd Apr 2020 5:30pm
4 Walls
You used to make me feel so safe
With no care in the world;
A refuge all my own
Secured when the doors were locked.
You were my fortress, my castle
The guardian of my body;
Any insecurities I felt
Were dropped off at the door.
My birthday suit was my best garment
My invisible robe of kingship;
All that I owned were my subjects
Gracefully bowing upon my command.
The sea within my bath
Expedited my pirate excursions;
My rubber ducky was my vessel
Plowing through the waves.
My TV instigated my...
With no care in the world;
A refuge all my own
Secured when the doors were locked.
You were my fortress, my castle
The guardian of my body;
Any insecurities I felt
Were dropped off at the door.
My birthday suit was my best garment
My invisible robe of kingship;
All that I owned were my subjects
Gracefully bowing upon my command.
The sea within my bath
Expedited my pirate excursions;
My rubber ducky was my vessel
Plowing through the waves.
My TV instigated my...
#NaPoWriMo2020
16 reads
6 Comments
calamitygin
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 7:15pm
2nd Apr 2020 7:15pm
To Surrender
Am I breathing Lord my God?
Oh find me!
And so on into these first few moments of eternity....
They sing, don't they?
Or is this the great roaring of the lion?
And I have sacrificed like a lamb.....
Oh God
Oh find me....
In these shallows set far from the tempest..
Seeking shelter in a still moonlit midnight.
The world had fallen to its knees.
And have I.
And have I?
The world had taken its toll on thee...
And have I.
Oh find me!
And so on into these first few moments of eternity....
They sing, don't they?
Or is this the great roaring of the lion?
And I have sacrificed like a lamb.....
Oh God
Oh find me....
In these shallows set far from the tempest..
Seeking shelter in a still moonlit midnight.
The world had fallen to its knees.
And have I.
And have I?
The world had taken its toll on thee...
And have I.
#NaPoWriMo2020
550 reads
19 Comments
Fiftysevenhours
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 9:23pm
2nd Apr 2020 9:23pm
Wondering Song
Between the sun and the earth I run beneath parting clouds
A wash of translucent silvered skies with sunbeams breaking upon my eyes
Single strides span shoals of projected silhouettes
Nestled along the emerging footholds of green to bring
Scrolled steps amongst the circling flakes of snow
Their frost caught crystals of white form bleached fragments of sight
A radiant void gifted in their refracted light
To coy to manifest a white washed, refreshed, winters chest
Their restless tide and fading wrest sets to rest
The final steps and the last breaths...
A wash of translucent silvered skies with sunbeams breaking upon my eyes
Single strides span shoals of projected silhouettes
Nestled along the emerging footholds of green to bring
Scrolled steps amongst the circling flakes of snow
Their frost caught crystals of white form bleached fragments of sight
A radiant void gifted in their refracted light
To coy to manifest a white washed, refreshed, winters chest
Their restless tide and fading wrest sets to rest
The final steps and the last breaths...
#nature
#NaPoWriMo2020
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