growing old together…
holding hands as one watches the other die…
Category: NaPoWriMo
NaPoWriMo Day 19
Today’s prompt: “…challenge you to write a landay. Landays are 22-syllable couplets, generally rhyming. The form comes from Afghanistan, where women often use it in verses that range from the sly and humorous to the deeply sardonic and melancholy.”
I cry for you nightly in my head.
For I lie next to my husband in our wedding bed.
Home grown beauty!
thought we’d share a bit of our “lavender love” tonight…
NaPoWriMo Day 18
Today’s challenge: to write a poem that involves an urgent journey and an important message. It could historical, mythical, entirely fictional, or memoir-ical.
Gott Go Gotta Go
hurry up Johnny
mom make him hurry please
he’s got me standing here
squeezing my knees
why’s he so slow
I gotta go
I’m doing the potty dance
oh my goodness
oh no
I think I peed my pants
message: when you gotta go, you gotta go
NaPoWriMo Day 13
Today’s prompt: “today I challenge you to write a riddle poem”
This one’s easy for me as I have a “Riddle Me This” category right here on my blog. Although I considered copying and pasting one of my old riddles I decided to write a new one just for NaPOWriMo.
Here ye here ye
Let it be known
Im still really small
Even when I’m full grown
Either way Im very helpful
During youth or old age
My worth does not waiver
No matter my life stage
I pig out on things
That creep some folks out
Im quick when I grab em
As I lurk all about
So not everyone values
My size, style, or worth
Is it my color
Or perhaps my girth
Wait, I’m no fat guy
Im sleek, slender and slim
Im fast when I move
I go limb to limb
Got it now? Do you know what I am?
Ok need more clues
Look closely at the pic
At the different green hues
Im right there in front
Im trying to blend in
You can call me Waldo
When you find me you win!
NaPoWriMo Day 11
So we’re participating in NaPoWriMo and the optional prompt for Day 11 (yesterday) was as follows:
“Today, rather than being casual, I challenge you to get rather classically formal, and compose a poem in Sapphics.”
Ok having forgotten what a Sapphics poem was we had to turn to Google for guidance. Once we got a quick refresher we were off to write one… and once the realization set in that we were still clueless I took a shot (a very short shot) at it anyway….and here’s what I came up with-
before reading this, keep in mind that laughter is good for the soul and we got a belly full off this feeble attempt at writing~~~
Fast is the man who runs the dash
Slow the person who goes the distance
Go Sir Johnson, Go and be seen and understand
Races aren’t always for runners
NaPoWriMo day 8
Today’s prompt for NaPoWriMo day 8
”…write a poem in which you explain your reasons for changing your mind about something.”
NaPoWriMo Day 7
The following is an excerpt from the NaPoWriMo prompt for day 5—…”Love poems are a staple of the poetry scene. It’s pretty hard to be a poet and not write a few – or a dozen – or maybe six books’ worth. But because so many love poems have been written, there are lots of clichés. Fill your poems with robins and hearts and flowers, and you’ll sound more like a greeting card than a bard. So today, I challenge you to write a “loveless” love poem”.
Here is my poem:
Goes Without Saying
Who does things this way?
This can’t be real life
No pain no heartache
No equivocal strife
Beautiful, encompassing
Strengthening with time
Circumventing hard spots
With moves of a mime
Binary bliss
A harmonious duet
Exhilaration unparalleled
Euphoria’s silhouette
NaPoWriMo day 3 (late night posting)
“My GB”
My baby came home to surprise me
She told me she wouldn’t be here
I cried when she walked in my room tonight
It seemed like it’d been a whole year
She’s actually been gone just three months
But I missed her as if it’d been longer
Each time that she leaves I think it’ll be easy
But it seems the pain gets that much stronger
She’s my girl, my shoulder, my lifeline
She’s my sunshine, my heartbeat, my rock
She makes me so proud to be her mom
She’s got best daughter on lock
This poem may not be inspiring
To anyone who gives it a read
But it’s not to inspire or to change you
I don’t need you to follow my lead-
I just wanted to put it on paper
My feelings for my girl GB
See without her to keep me in line
I know not where I’d be.
Rochelle Harris
Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns 