NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Three

Day Twenty-Three
NaPoWriMo 2014

Happy St. Georges Day!

Poetic Flash Fiction in 51 Syllables

3WW
Adept, Edible, Viscous

THE DINNER PARTY
Dawn wanted to buy some edible art for her next dinner party. But when she asked her adept pet robot to go shopping, he refused. 'Dave, make him go!' she begged her husband, who was making a viscous mess.
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My Day Twenty-Three from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Two

Day Twenty-Two

NaPoWriMo 2014

Earth Day

FOREVER

You are my song my sword and my pen

Whenever I call you are there for me

For me again and again forever

Forever and ever amen again

In the wilderness you hold my hand

And your words uplift me when I am dry

Try me I will be with you forever

Forever and ever amen again

Gaining paradise by grace through faith

Faithfully you will return so soon

Sooner or later I’ll be there too

Too many people think the earth is all

Call things from the rooftops if you must

Trust in something someone greater than you

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My Day Twenty-Two from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-One

Day Twenty-One

NaPoWriMo 2014

Poetic Flash Fiction in 51 syllables

A POSTCARD

When Dawn got a postcard from her ex boyfriend; she tried to hide it quick.

‘If Dave finds out about this,’ she told her pet robot, ‘I’ll be done for’.
Too late, Dave was out in the Batmobile loading his Kalashnikov’.

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My Day Twenty-One from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty

Day Twenty

NaPoWriMo 2014

The Sunday Whirl
wordle 157 ~ a baker’s dozen

bones, twice, stolen, water, rocking, open, mess,
aches, bridge, sink, sway, limb, sharp

UNDER THE BRIDGE

Under the bridge I’d love to meet you again

But what a rotten mess I must confess

Though aches and pains cannot make me complain

You kissed me once you kissed me twice oh yes

Make no bones about it you will be mine

But when you read this letter don’t reply

Rocking back and forth in my arms next time

Under the bridge where jilted lovers cry

What is love if not stolen anyway?

And now’s the time for our love to be bold

The lies you told me once caused me to sway

Limb from limb sink or swim the water’s cold

My open arms are waiting for your love

Please don’t be sharp with me my turtle dove

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My Day Twenty from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Nineteen

Day Nineteen

NaPoWriMo 2014

And now for today’s (optional) prompt. This is a bit silly, but it’s Saturday. I recently got a large illustrated guide to sea shells. There are some pretty wild names for sea shells. Today I challenge you to take a look at the list of actual sea shell names below, and to use one or more of them to write a poem. Your poem doesn't have to be about sea shells at all — just inspired by one or more of the names. Peruvian Hat, Snout Otter Clam, Strawberry Top, Incised Moon, Sparse Dove, False Cup-and-Saucer, Leather Donax, Shuttlecock Volva, Striped Engina, Tricolor Niso, Triangular Nutmeg, Shoulderblade Sea Cat, Woody Canoebubble, Ghastly Miter, Heavy Bonnet, Tuberculate Emarginula, Lazarus Jewel Box, Unequal Bittersweet, Atlantic Turkey Wing. Happy writing!

Here's mine:

TRICOLOR-NISO

Tupelo to Toronto

Torso tattoo

Telephone trio

Tornado too

Torpedo tombolo

Tempo thoro

Tuxedo to tango

Tarantino

Tokyo tomato

Trago telco
Turbo techno

Toledo tondo

Tricolour-niso

Tobacco thereto

Tremolo Tonto

Trigo typo

Two taco Tao

Terrazzo

Too taro tho

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My day Nineteen from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Eighteen

Day Eighteen

NaPoWriMo 2014

Good Friday

Jesus died for us

Camels through eyes of needles

By the grace of God

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My Day Eighteen from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Seventeen

Day Seventeen

NaPoWriMo 2014

Haiku Poetry Day

St. George’s Day (Patron saint of England)

BORNE AGAIN

Daffodil’s last breath

Siberian Easter wind

Borne again next spring

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My Day Seventeen from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Sixteen

Day Sixteen

NaPoWriMo 2014

3WW CCCLXIV

Animate, Impassioned, pervert

EVEN BRADFORD

Even Bradford looks nice if the sun is shining
But don’t take the bus to the Trafford Centre

To look at the marble floors
And the fossils that they've got there 

Some people say what they need to say

To pervert the course of justice

Perjury was never like that before 
Everywhere looks nice when the sun is shining
Even indoors except for cinemas 

Although it’s cold in the bunker 
They say that something comes before a fall

I think it was pride I hope that doesn't change

The impassioned plea I made to the judge and jury 
I bought some Brooklyn hot and spicy wings
From the nice lady at the street food stall 
To complement the fossils in the marble floor

Not wanting to animate the situation 
Never buy a house when the sun is shining

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My Day Sixteen from 2013 

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Fifteen

Day Fifteen

NaPoWriMo 2014

LILY LILY

Dungarees are blue Lily Lily

Ice cream is green

You look so cute Lily Lily

Much like a queen

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My Day Fifteen from 2013 

NaPowriMo 2014 Day Fourteen

Day Fourteen

NaPoWriMo 2014

Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is a little something I’m calling “Twenty Questions.” The idea is to write a poem in which every sentence, except for the last one, is in the form of a question. That’s it! It can be as long or short as you like. The questions can be deep and philosophical (‘what is the meaning of life?’) or routine and practical (‘are you going to eat that?’). Or both!

Happy writing!

Here’s mine:

THE METAL GURU

Why do you come home so late at night

Have you got a bunker mentality

Do you believe I'm the metal guru

Are you obsessed with conspiracy theories

When will you tell me the things that you do

Will you come home for Christmas or Easter

Have you got money to pay for my fare
Do you want dinner at my place or yours

Are you a believer or out to deceive

When will you trust in the gods like I do

Will you arrive on the boat or the flight

Have you got answers to all of my questions

Do you want me to bring anything round

Are you in love with the daffs and the daisies

When will you tell me that our love is true

Will you stay over for more than one day

Have you got weapons if we have to fight

Do you want whiskey or beer or wine

Are you the one that is driving me crazy

When will the curry be ready to eat

You know that I love you enjoy this tonight

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My Day Fourteen from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Thirteen

Day Thirteen

NaPoWriMo 2014

The Sunday Whirl – Wordle 155

 Swear Limbo Turns Briefly Chant Wrists Deeply

Moonlit Tumble Gaudy Papers Porcelain

DEEPLY INSANE

Whatever happened to the porcelain doll?

She won’t be in limbo for long

Somewhere under the Milky Way

She turns briefly and starts to chant

Up out into the cold moonlit night

Her foraged papers would suffice

Madly truly deeply insane

She’ll take a tumble soon I swear

He says rolling up a sleeve

To reveal his gaudy watch

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My Day Thirteen from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twelve

Day Twelve

NaPoWriMo 2014

PANCAKE FACE

Piranha baby

With her pancake face

The bib gang baby

In bandana lace

She drives me crazy

With her yellow skirt

Dotty as Daisy

In her hooded shirt

Pancakes for breakfast

Lunch dinner and tea

She’s growing so fast

My little Lily

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My Day Twelve from 2013 

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Eleven

Day Eleven
NaPoWriMo 2014

PAINTED YELLOW

It was like she was walking in the park

Not walking floating just hovering there

In her favourite place smelling the flowers

What colour are daises she asked again

White I told her before she remembered

Yes I can smell the dandelions too

She said and something else painted yellow

That’ll be the daffodils I told her

Wonderful she said looking for mushrooms

Her bottom lip twitching oh so slightly

An air of expectancy on her face

I think I've found a marigold she said

I walked towards the haunted house with her

When I woke up and turned round she was gone

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My Day Eleven from 2013 
Please click the back links on each post back to 2009 you won't be disappointed.

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Ten

Day Ten
NaPoWriMo 2014

MOSCOW

With a pen she writes a note

Tells me that she loves me so

But she’s sailing on a boat

To Japan and Tokyo

Shake the blossom from the tree

Waiting for the summer sun

In the wind it blows so free

Spring has only just begun

Don’t you know she looks so young

With the blossom in her hair

And the ring right through her tongue

How I wish I could be there

Will I see her no not now

She won’t come back to Moscow

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My day Ten from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Nine

Day Nine

NaPoWriMo 2014

3WW CCCLXIII

Horrible

Listless

Moody

Here’s my attempt :

POMONA STRAND

Nothing could be more horrible than this

To sleep right through the barbershop quartet

And only dream that you blew me a kiss

My love for you is such I can’t forget

Although you call me fat and a foodie

I know that you don’t really mean to hurt

Nothing you can say can make me moody

Unless you shout you’re too big for your shirt

If I can keep awake right through the show

One day we’ll be together like we planned

And then the world will really really know

We'll walk along Pomona hand in hand

Oh but my listless lifestyle makes me sleep

And this causes my beautiful to weep

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My Day Nine from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Eight

Day Eight

NaPoWriMo 2014

And now for today’s (optional, as always!) prompt. Today, let’s rewrite a famous poem, giving it our own spin. While any famous poem will do, if you haven’t already got one in mind, why not try your own version of Cesar Vallejo’s Black Stone Lying on a White Stone? If you’re not exactly sure how such a poem could be “re-written,” check out this recent poem by Stephen Burt, which riffs on Vallejo’s. Happy writing!

I did my version of Shakespeare's sonnet 18

ON THE EIGHTH DAY

On the eighth day god created Manchester

More lovely than any place he made

Rough winds and rain to come before Easter

Summer’s over before the world cup’s played

And yet a heat wave has been forecast soon

The sick squid all rides free unfair funfair

This week the planets line up with the moon

It’s not coincidence that we’ll be there

But our eternal summer’s still to come

As everything around us fades away

Our fair ground at Platt Fields will still be fun

And the eternal tightrope will not fray

So long as we with third eye still can see

Enslave the queen and this gives life to me

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My Day Eight from 2013 

NaPoWriMo Day Seven

Day Seven

NaPoWriMo 2014

Today’s prompt is to write a love poem . . . but the object of the poem should be inanimate. You can write a love poem to your favorite pen, the teddy bear you had as a child (and maybe still have), or anything else, so long as it’s not alive! Happy writing.

THIS THING I LOVE

Try to get this under your skin

Don’t go mess with my anything

His blue suede shoes separate him

But what Hurdy Gurdy have I got

You think that I’m a closet what

This and this but you don’t know that

You got me thinking that I love my hat

When all I really want to do is sing

About the one thing that I am loving

And that’s a thing that’s only got one string

I wish that I could make it ding-a-ling

This thing I love is my guitar a lot

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My Day Seven for 2013

Here's a link to one I did earlier.

NaPoWriMo Day Six

Day Six

NaPoWriMo2014

TheSunday Whirl – Wordle 155

Strap Swing power tough diamond waterfall suspend unit zip detail barrier pleat

SEATTLE WASN'T LIKE THIS

She’s always had this thing about swing

String her from the lamppost suspend her there

Hear her scream about how tough things can be

Between lovers on the sea shore tonight

Right the devil’s in the detail making

Taking everything back to his unlit

Unit deep deep down in the dark blue sea

Seattle wasn't like this yesterday

Day after day I think about the strip

Strap it on my belt paint it on my lip

Zip under the barrier and pluck a

Pucker diamond from the waterfall

Almost done this whirl is fun to complete

Pleat and power I’ll leave her swinging there

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My Day Six from 2013

NaPoWriMo Day Five

Day Five
NaPoWriMo 2014

LOTTO

You probably wouldn't play if you

didn't think that you would win one day

And every little win bolsters you up makes

you more determined to reach the finishing line

Fishing for pennies in my pocket

I know that it’s my turn next

I just need to concentrate on all those balls

cross my fingers tight behind my back

and pray to the god who knows my needs

Wake up and smell the smackeroonies

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My Day Five from 2013

NaPoWriMo Day Four

Day Four
NaPoWriMo 2014

Today’s optional prompt is to write a lune. 
I tried but it was a mind numbing exercise, so I threw this little flamethrower together instead.

PENDULUM GONE

Orange as her brightly painted toes

Shows no shows that come and go and went

Spent like the blue hue of candle light

Night after mellow yellow morning dew

Due to the time of day we try to swing

Bring on the pendulum gone crazy

Lazy as a Sunday afternoon

Tune up the old banjo red balloon

Soon it will be midnight and much too late

To skate and date and double date for fun

One or two of us will be left standing

Banging in the purple rain again

Insane as her bluntly pierced nose

Throws up all the money that she spent

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My Day Four from 2013

NaPoWriMo Day Three

Day Three
NaPoWriMo 2014

Today’s prompt at NaPoWriMo - 

In keeping with today’s status as the third day of NaPoWriMo, I challenge you to write a charm – a simple rhyming poem, in the style of a recipe-slash-nursery rhyme. It could be a charm against warts, or against traffic tickets. It could be a charm to bring love, or to bring free pizzas from your local radio station.

Here’s my attempt :

OLD LADY MOON

Old Lady Moon she sang a tune

As she mixed up the pottage

Stir it out be rid of gout

She called from her cottage

She boiled it up into a cup

With a kilogram of sage

In went plums she banged the drums

And nobody knew her age

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My Day Three from 2013

NaPoWriMo Day Two

Day Two
NaPoWriMo 2014

Three Word Wednesday CCCLXXII

I did the prompt at 3WW
the words today were:
Gaunt
Decompose
Vile

Here's my attempt:

CASA BLANCA

It’s me that wants to paint the whole house white

Sally was right once you start you can’t stop

After the first wall it’s hook line and sinker

All that vile and peeling Mongolia gone

Gone to goodness knows where under the chair

Like the little mouse that the cat chased there

Gaunt and buried under three layers of paint

Pure brilliant white matt emulsion so clean

Gleaming like a Spanish Urbanization

Up my stairs and down in the old front room

Outside the masonry paint is gleaming too

I want to rename it Casa Blanca

Lancashire was never like this before

The little mouse begins to decompose

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My Day Two from 2013
And here's another piece about Sally.

NaPoWriMo Day One

Day One
NaPoWriMo 2014

THIS OLD BENCH

I’m sitting on the old park bench

Watching the international buckshee

There’s a game for free here every night

Tonight it’s Somaliland v Turkey

It’s a big score and it’s not quite half time

Bored I start to read the bench graffiti

Jack Spratt loves Jill June Nineteen Sixty Nine

Fred 4 Freda punctuate it how you will

A mile up the road at Gold Trafford

Uni-ted are playing Bayern Munich

Want to go to the pub? Asks my neighbour

No thanks, I wouldn't cross the street to watch them

This old bench has seen a lot of action…

Clocked enough, going for a Ruby Murray

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My Day One from 2013

From town to town...

SPIDERS

I've got spiders in my throat

Sometimes they swim sometimes they float

Round and round and up and down

As I tramp from town to town

From Lands End to John O'Groats

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Three Word Wednesday CCCLXXI

The words this week at 3WW are:
Cunning
Degenerate
Emaciated

Here's my attempt:

UNDER THE LIME TREE

You could hear her coming pounding running

Cunning as a fox one foxy lady

Shady as that day under the Lime tree

She really knew her way across the State

Degenerate reprobate and panting

Ranting and raving foaming at the mouth

South of the city but well north of hell

Well she did say that I would lose my soul

Soled and high heeled shiny in shoe shined shoes

Choose me she declared I want to want you

Chew you up spit you out onto the street

Treat you like an emaciated fool

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NaPoWriMo 2014 Introduction...

NaPoWriMo 2014

Yes, it's fast approaching that time of year again. April is National Poetry Writing Month in America and pretty much becoming International Poetry Writing Month in the rest of the world. I intend to have a go again this year, the idea is to write a poem a day, thirty poems in thirty days. You can scroll down the right hand side bar on this bloggage and check out my previous attempts. This will be my sixth  year, and I hope to complete it once again. If you would like to have a go you can register here, but it's not compulsory. The thing is, it should be fun and you are free to write as little or as much as you like. I will be posting a poem a day on this blog and leaving a link to it on my FaceBook page. I might have a look at some of the prompt sites that you can find with a google search, but I don't really want to commit myself to trawling through and commenting on hundreds of poems. If you have a go this year - good luck!

Magical magic...

LOVE ON THE BUS

I fell for the spell

of love on the bus

like magical magic

my love became true

You moved to get closer

I wanted you too

your peppermint breath

I can still taste it yet

We spoke the same language

the language of love

Alicja I love you

you know that I do

You must have come down

from the heavens above

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Political something...

FRACK OFF

They're driving me mad

they said they've got a great idea

Where there’s water involved

it could have been solved

by not building on the flood plane here

But again and again on the Severn and the Thames

they're building like they're going insane

They're making me sad

they said they've got a cracking idea

Frack off we don't want Fracking here

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Clink~der~links     Ack-ack-ack, Ack-ack-attack!

Black and Decker Doctors

Two for one...

DEMI-BIRTHDAY

Hello Baby I said to Hello Baby today

Hiya she replied I’m six months old today

Happy Birthday Not really Demi-birthday

Hello Baby Happy six months today

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HELLO (SONG)

Hello Baby hello

Hello baby Lily

Hello Baby don't you know

Hello Baby hello

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On a windy day...

DOWN DALE

Hello baby went for a walk in a rucksack

To the Roaches uphill and down dale

Way way off the beaten track

The wild wind was blowing a gale

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Paraphrase of a Psalm

ALWAYS BEEN MY HOPE

Trust in the Lord not in confusion

Deliver and save me you are my rock

Save me from the evil ones

Who seek to destroy me

Don’t forget me when my strength has gone

Don’t leave me when I’m old and grey

You are the King and the Lord

You have always been my hope

I will praise you forever

All day long I will talk about you

Save me from those that seek to destroy me

I will always have hope in you

I will praise you for saving your people

Even though it’s more than I can understand

I will use the harp to praise you

And the lyre to sing praise to you too

You are my King and my Lord

And I will always trust in you

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Or is it just me?

SAD SOCIETY?

Sad Society

Or is it just me

Questions

Quest

Who

Tells me what to write?

Mad Society

Or is it just me

Questions

Quest

Who

Tells me what to write?

Bad Society

Or is it just me

Questions

Quest

Who

Tells me what to write?

Glad Society

tells me what to write

who

quest

questions

or is it just me?

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Like the movie...

BIRDY

She wears a Onesie on a Sunday

And a Romper on a Monday

Tuesday Wednesday Thursday

She can fly. Oh she can fly!

She can fly like a birdy

So high up in the sky.

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Christmas pud...

LITTLE MISS SMILE

Little Miss Smile

Sat on a stile

Eating her Christmas Pud

Along came a stranger

Who told her the danger

Of falling off into the mud

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She wants to talk...

CHEESE AND CHALK

Lily’s much like cheese and chalk

Lily wants to fly and walk

Why does Lily want to fly?

Other girls just want to cry

That’s why Lily wants to talk…

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