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NaPoWriMo2020 - Poem 26

5/8/2020

NaPoWriMo2020 - Poem 23

5/1/2020

The prompt was to play with the alphabet (more or less). I was going to cheat and use a poem from when I did this before. Instead, I tried a new one, and Aha! I like it, but I also like the other one, so here are both...

A is for Apocalypse

Architect of anarchy, asshole archetype; And
another apeshit angry anti-asshat holy epiphany --

Aaaaarrrgghhh --

After all the awesome angelic altar-egos
effectively alienate the aliens, isolating with the best of ‘Em,
but only if it’s after eight
and, only if you’re arboreal, all upright and sturdy strong,
can you truly see all that’s wrong.

Ardent animalistic instincts above all else — so I attack,
aggressive and artfully with much ado.
Ammunition needed to amass amenities amongst
the average anomalies in this after-lifetime of allegorical irony.
No glory, like getting schmucked by a lorry, asterisk...
It might have been a bus, but it doesn’t matter when I’m dust --
Awesome August allergies in April —

Aaaachoooo --
Boo hoo. Me too.

(April 24... first write/word gathering, April 25, 2020... arranged, edited, finalized, again Apr 30/May 1)

Mouthful of Marbles

NAPOWRIMO2020 - Poem 18

4/27/2020

An Ode to Life’s Small Treasures;
Grandiose Unrealized Pleasures

6:30 am, the arse crack of dawn,
a time for the devil’s spawn,
or so I had thought...
I never knew such beautiful skies! I kid you not!

Opulent pearly pink, incandescent sky,
sultry shades of sorbet sashay.
Bloomy roars, reverberating cheery encouragements.
Optimistic rosy glow, vibrantly voicing hope,
radiating a golden orb of fiery faith in rocky times,
peeking out from the sinister buzzkill clouds;
Glorious red and yellow blazing, entwining flames of citrus
in sky mirrors, topsy turvy glassy reflections make me tipsy.

(Ideas/working out of ideas April 24, 2020, Written and fine-tuned April 25, 2020)

NAPOWRIMO2020 - Poem 12, Triolet

4/19/2020

Rules of the Triolet Form...
The requirements of this fixed form are straightforward: the first line is repeated in the fourth and seventh lines; the second line is repeated in the final line; and only the first two end-words are used to complete the tight rhyme scheme. Thus, the poet writes only five original lines, giving the triolet a deceptively simple appearance: ABaAabAB, where capital letters indicate repeated lines.

I can see your light
From your pit of hell
Don’t give up your fight
I can still see your light
Can’t wait for no knight
I know how far you fell
But I can still see your light
From your pit of hell

(April 17, 2020)

NAPOWRIMO2020 - Poem 10

4/19/2020

2 hay (na) ku sonnets, based on certain song titles downloaded to my iPhone iTunes...

Advice from A - L for Troubled Times

Life
Is closed
Living is not

Awake
At last
Beds are burning

Cold
Dead heart
Long hard road

Intolerance
and hurt
Float on by

Walk the line
At world’s end

Enjoy
the silence
Of dearly departed

Insane
Jungle boogie
In the brain

Just
can’t get
enough karma police

Killing
in name
of King Lionheart

Cracked
but not
Broken in pieces

Kingdom of rust
Living on Prayers

NAPOWRIMO Day 4

4/4/2020

Life is a Flight of Stairs

NAPOWRIMO2020 - Poem #2

4/4/2020

Battle by the creek:
Red squirrel defends domain;
On offense now, a chase ensues.

It can’t be that bad --
nuthatches laugh.

Woodpeckers go about their day,
knocking all the way.

Crow butts in, causing chaotic scattering.
Turkey vulture circles,
joined by a kettle looking to kill.

Here, life goes on.

Robin announces it’s Spring.

Dark eyed and grey Juncos peeping in the shadows of the earth.

Squirrels galore, gathering and
chittering.
Laughing

Cardinal love is in the air;
Red croons to his love.
She, joins him — a fine pair!

Mourning dove laments — We can
never be who we were before.

Doggy days indeed.

And still --
We laugh.

Prompt: place (at this time)

First Draft... Mar 19/20, 2020 ( #lifeinatimeofcorona #artinatimeofcovid #keepcalmandcreate #missnikki_poetry #everydayarteveryday )

NAPOWRIMO2020 - Poem 1

4/4/2020

Tumultuous Times (2020)

opulent pearly pink, incandescent sky,
sultry sherbert sashays, radiating hope in rocky times

oh, the iridescent greening!
permeates pandemic panic
and, like a colouring book,
vivid rainbow petals burst.

then, bugs buzz back,
into my life like death hugs.

NAnxiETRY (#NaPoWriMo Day 1)

3/29/2019

gearing up for NAPOWRIMO
if only there were a poetry depot
I’m excited but also terrified
from the expectations specified
I’ve psyched myself out
and now I’m in a drought

What do I do?
I fret and I stew
for its when I must
that I go bust
I resist and revolt
I need a lightening bolt

but I must write poetry in April
perhaps I should be grateful
I have words to share
and then
and poetry swoops in to save the day

there was a bit of brilliancy, there,
for
a
moment...
but it’s over now

Poetember Challenge - Start....

9/3/2018

Need a creative boost? I do! I love Kick in the Creatives...

#Poetember ... For the poets out there, this month we are introducing the brand new poetry challenge, ‘Poetember.’’ We are challenging you to write and share a poem every day throughout September!

Guidelines:

Write a poem every day in September.
You can write a poem about any topic you like, but we’ll provide optional prompts if you need them.
If you choose to share your work on social media, don’t forget to link and tag us in your post (details shown below) We might even feature your work on our blog!

Prompt #1 - Calm

Stormy Weather

Crow caws the alarm,
Flapping ferociously.
Gales grab at fancy flyers;
End is nigh.

Thunder grumbles cuz it knows.

A calm and balmy, sultry breeze;
Allure of safety - falsely so.

A power-hungry forceful fork
Explodes its light upon
The dead still
Of a break in putrid heat.

Bird song resumes.

First round results:
Victory to the light.

Dark recedes, for now.
Though its presence duly noted
By the mammoth rain drops splatting on my screen.

Prompt #2 - violet

Violaceous Amethystine

I saw her there
in a room:
livid lavender in the canister
smells all purple and lilac-y
a plum petunia,
Violet vavoomed a violent viola
she, Violaceous Amethystine,
a mauve orchid, and
I, a hyacinth painted pansy magenta,
crouched next to the Spider lighter
sitting on the floor, fallen

a note on method - I looked up the prompt word in the thesaurus and combine words based on sound; ‘spider lighter’ is a random pleasant sounding object that was part of my physical world at the time; gradually an image appeared in my mind, and a mood...
Violaceous Amethystine is a viola-playing beauty. The narrator is a mere common man, crouched low on the floor, watching his love perform.
It is unclear as to whether she even knows he exists...

Prompt #3 (waiting)...