A poem-a-day for National Poetry Month

Prompt #16: Pwoermd

It’s past the mid-way point! Hurrah! Today’s small (but hardly simple) prompt is brought to you by Geof Huth, the force behind one-word poems (called pwoermd).

Read about the concept here.

Then: Invent a word for a body part you do not have and consider the result a poem.



Reminders for Participants: You can post your poem below in the comments, offer a link back to your site where the poem is posted, or comment about the experience of writing the poem (without actually posting the poem). If you’re going to comment on other participant’s poems, please remember that this is not a critique space — comments should be kept thoughtful and supportive. Lastly, remember you don’t have to use the prompt to write your poem — they’re here for your inspiration but they’re certainly not a requirement.

Let the Wild Poeming Being!

23 responses

  1. And, if you want to learn more awesome *real* words, follow @schottsvocab on twitter, or @oedonline which retweets schottsvocab’s Daily Lexeme and then adds words of its own from the OED. I don’t think I could make up some of these words. Great fun!

    April 16, 2011 at 12:47 am

    • very cool!

      April 16, 2011 at 9:09 am

    • many thanks for the twitter recommendations – some friends and I are word junkies

      April 16, 2011 at 5:50 pm

  2. sonshine

    thanks for the twittertips, Tony, I’ll follow them!

    April 16, 2011 at 1:36 am

  3. – also sorry, I didn’t do the body part bit, got carried away by one-word poems!

    Here it is in better font: http://nikkimagennis.blogspot.com/2011/04/pwoermds.html

    April 16, 2011 at 2:14 am

  4. hairdryad

    April 16, 2011 at 4:14 am

  5. dorlamoorehouse

    Off-prompt today. I love my concept, but it did not work with my brain this early in the morning. Maybe I will try again tomorrow.


    April 16, 2011 at 6:17 am

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  7. A really fun and challenging prompt. Here’s my take:

    April 16, 2011 at 7:13 am

  8. Bill Noble


    Every third house was scattering the scent of jasmine
    on an aimless Pacific breeze;
    a fan palm rattled and muttered,
    and blocks away, a barn owl sneezed, once.

    We’d seen a not-too-noisy movie,
    and, emerged to greet a night grown too enchanted
    to stop for frothy chocolate or green tea ice cream.

    It took a long time for my wife’s pale eyes
    to find the moon in its scaffolding of cloud, or to trust her step
    along the dark pavement. But her hand curled
    in mine the whole April mile,
    the moon advising us so wisely that we needed
    nothing but its kindly lies to arrive safe at our silent door.

    April 16, 2011 at 7:39 am

  9. Bill Noble

    With full apologies for being a horny lout, obsessed by a definite Saturday-morning itch, my pwoermd:


    April 16, 2011 at 7:50 am

  10. The first two tries didn’t take. Let’s see if this will work…


    April 16, 2011 at 9:12 am

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  12. Let’s see if this handles Unicode input…


    With a bit more, um, background words at http://lovesgoodfood.com/jason/posts/Day_16_2011/ .

    April 16, 2011 at 5:41 pm

  13. Interesting what writing a poem every day for a couple week does to you. Wonder if he still reads my blog LOL.

    Ah The Ex

    Ah the ex.
    Shows up when you least expect,
    tries to be nonchalant.
    Well, actually he doesn’t have to try
    because he’s too clueless
    to be anything else.
    I’m not the same as
    twenty-five ago
    but you know what?
    He’s old,
    baggy and lined.
    Don’t care where his
    destination t-shirt came from.
    I don’t have to be rude or anything to him.
    He’s the ex for a reason.

    Mary Beth Frezon 16 April 2011


    April 16, 2011 at 5:48 pm

  14. Robin Elizabeth Sampson


    April 16, 2011 at 6:16 pm

  15. armagettin

    April 16, 2011 at 7:01 pm

    • You got it, but are you gettin’ it?


      April 16, 2011 at 7:08 pm

  16. Huh just realized that Geof Huth lives not so far from me LOL – small world.

    April 16, 2011 at 7:21 pm

  17. Jennifer P-W

    Here it comes:

    the part in my feet
    that impels me to arise.

    J. Pratt-Walter

    April 16, 2011 at 10:04 pm

  18. “Acceptabull”

    Source of spinal reflex to
    Dig in my heels
    Stiffen my back
    Redden my eyes
    Scream defiance
    When informed the intolerable is inevitable.

    April 16, 2011 at 10:39 pm

  19. Not on topic this time – I tried but everything I came up with was totally lame. So here’s something else:


    April 17, 2011 at 11:02 am