Day 28: And now for our prompt (optional, as always). Following the suggestion of our craft resource, we challenge you today to draft a prose poem in the form/style of a postcard. If you need some inspiration, why not check out some images of vintage postcards? I’m particularly fond of this one.
Post Card Love Letter!
My Dear Love,
Please come back my heart is tearing apart,
Your absences and silences is killing my heart,
I can no longer sing or dance,
Neither can I listen, talk nor smile.
How do I reach you, how do I find you?
When you have disappeared without saying a word!
How do I tell you, my heart yearns for your presences and love.
How can I ask you all the questions buried in my heart?
How can I tell you what I wish and hope for!
Day 9 – NaPoWriMo – Prompt (optional, as always). “Because today is the ninth day of NaPoWriMo, I’d like to challenge you to write a nine-line poem. Although the fourteen-line sonnet is often considered the “baseline” form of verse in English, Sir Edmund Spenser wrote The Faerie Queene using a nine-line form of his own devising, and poetry in other languages (French, most particularly) has always taken advantage of nine-line forms. You can find information of various ways of organizing rhyme schemes, meters, etcetera for nine-line works here. And of course, you can always eschew such conventions entirely, and opt to be a free-verse nine-line poet”.
It was not an occasional dalliance*,
Our love was meant to efflorescence*,
Did not expect you would evanescent*….
Day 3- And now for our (optional) prompt! Today I’d like to challenge you to write an elegy – a poem that mourns or honors someone dead or something gone by. And I’d like to ask you to center the elegy on an unusual fact about the person or thing being mourned. For example, if you are writing an elegy about your grandfather, perhaps the poem could be centered around a signature phrase of his. (My own grandfather used to justify whatever he was doing by saying, “well, I can’t sing or dance, and it’s too wet to plow,” which baffled me considerably as a child). Or perhaps your Aunt Lily always unconsciously whistled between her teeth while engaged in her daily battle with the crossword puzzle. These types of details paradoxically breathe life into an elegy, making the mourned person real for the reader.
Today, I am going with the prompt but with a twist, coz it is not about the death of a person but it is actually mourning about the death of love the person once had.
Death Of Love!!!
“Change is constant”
You always said,
Mind and heart,
Did not forsee,
you included yourself!!!
Day 27: Today’s prompt comes to us from Vince Gotera, who wrote his “family member” poem for Day 20 in the form of a curtal sonnet. As Vince explains, the curtal sonnet is shorter than the normal, fourteen line sonnet. Instead it has a first stanza of six lines, followed by a second stanza of four, and then closes with a half-line. The form was invented in the 1800s by Gerard Manley Hopkins, who used it in his famous poem “Pied Beauty”. So for today, I challenge you to give the curtal sonnet a whirl. It doesn’t need to rhyme — though it can if you like — and feel free to branch out beyond iambic pentameter. Happy writing!
Tears slowly rolled down on her pink cheeks,
About their grandparents when friends speak,
Knowing, grandparents treat their grand-children at peak,