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.

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!

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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