A poem-a-day for National Poetry Month

Prompt #18: NaPoWriMo

Today’s prompt brought to you by NaPoWriMo:

Visit this page that lists the sites of all the poets who are participating on NaPoWriMo this year. Without clicking on any of the sites, use the site titles, color schemes and visuals as inspiration for a new 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!

19 responses

  1. Jennifer P-W

    Crafted weirdly, to be sure…

    Twice-rose poems say the
    unfathomable, the veiled,
    perpetually thinking “not small,”
    thinking “elephant”
    like the blind men.

    Time scrambles a storm
    of fried black satin…
    “Feed me times 31 geek moments”
    she flamed in monstrous

    J. Pratt-Walter

    April 17, 2011 at 10:55 pm

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  3. This was such fun — one of my favourite types of prompt. I hope you will click through to see the result!


    April 18, 2011 at 6:00 am

  4. dorlamoorehouse

    Today, I actually felt compelled to write a short ode to avocados: http://dorlamoorehouse.com/2011/04/18/napowrimo-day-18-3/

    April 18, 2011 at 6:35 am

  5. Thanks for directing me to the NaPoWriMo site, I didn’t know about it!

    Here’s today’s:

    Kite flying

    We chase the big gust
    hold loose in your careless hands
    our one winged peacock

    April 18, 2011 at 7:39 am

  6. Bill Noble

    I’m truly awful at following prompts, except internal ones.


    She brought it thirty years ago,
    back from the sunscald of Tibet
    where she’d traveled, alone.
    Wore it home for me, a flat-brimmed
    mossy felt with an intricate headband,
    a leather-on-leather chinstrap,
    first balanced on heads a century ago
    by turquoised and coraled
    women with shining long hair,
    in practical admiration of the hats
    of long-departed troops.

    Today I set out with her
    for a shuffling April walk;
    I put it on and present myself
    for inspection, hoping for joy,
    for recognition. And yes, the slackness
    leaves; spiritless eyes
    widen. Her hands reach out,
    then fall away. But some spark
    ignites, somewhered. She asks,
    with enormous labor,
    each word a shard,
    That. Where is your hat?

    April 18, 2011 at 9:27 am

  7. I’m back. Wife and daughter returned from two week holiday in Ireland yesterday so I’ve been distracted and the last two days hiatus was the result: I’ll see if I can make up the missing poems later.

    Today’s poem is not to prompt and is titled, Gömböc – yes, really. You’ll have to read the post to find out what it is: http://wp.me/sbg4K-267.

    April 18, 2011 at 1:24 pm

  8. Fun! Some site names that tickled my fancy. (Glad to know about the NaPoWriMo site, too, Nikki.)

    Swirling colors,
    mystify, mesmerize,
    not minding that
    a storm’s a comin’,
    ’cause I’m wondering
    what to wear
    (certainly not white,
    like emily friggin’ dickinson)
    when I boogie down
    at the chupacabra disco.

    April 18, 2011 at 1:38 pm

  9. So glad to finally be back on track with these! Had a bad habit lately of getting a few days behind. I had fun with this one, too – here’s my try:


    April 18, 2011 at 5:53 pm

  10. Having a hard time thinking of much to say tonight. How about some haiku to start?

    Playing the writer.
    Sprawling sophomoric trash.
    Just cross it out now.

    Celebrate the month!
    National Poetry Month!
    Haiku for the win!

    I should be sewing
    But I’m writing on deadline
    Put words on paper.

    I found this in my normal quilt-design-planning-whatever notebook from probably April 2009:

    Spring after Ice Storm.

    Tired from the ice storm
    are the slender trees.
    They lay down
    in banks of curves,
    later blurring the road
    with their small leaves.

    From the road,
    flashing of torn tops.
    White flesh lain against the mould…
    Above, hanging askew
    waiting the return to earth.

    I thought the spring
    would mask all this
    but more and more trees
    topple over each night
    under the weight of their leaves.

    Mary Beth Frezon — April 2009

    April 18, 2011 at 7:39 pm

  11. Jukebox glass
    Rectangular icons drifting by
    Artists and album covers posing above set lists
    Stories untold

    April 18, 2011 at 9:52 pm

  12. Water stains and deckled edges
    Shape the convoluted maze of
    Volume which my daily breath

    April 18, 2011 at 10:43 pm

  13. Carol Stephen

    Well, perhaps I did not stray far enough from the titles of the links, but here is my offering. Unfortunately I couldn’t really make out most of the graphics and the prompt said not to click…

    Today has been okay

    For 31 moments in time
    we sailed our poetic oceans on
    the germ of an idea
    inheritance from
    the earthbound lusty literati.

    We came upon Rose,
    veiled in black satin, feeding the geek
    eggs, scrambled, not fried and
    served with coconut chutney.

    At noon, we foundered on a rock,
    caught irrationally beneath a wild metaphor.
    Until then, we had floated on our backs
    sending messages in semaphore to the fishes
    nibbling gently on our toes.

    Carol A. Stephen
    April 18, 2011

    April 19, 2011 at 3:55 am

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  15. A day behind. Still 😛


    April 19, 2011 at 7:11 am

  16. Kam Leitner

    hearts & nails, red as blood
    blowing spit and
    mining mud
    France can come,
    and April, too
    Black avocado
    I forsake you

    April 19, 2011 at 7:26 am

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  18. Just randomness:

    April 19, 2011 at 7:11 pm

  19. Day 18 – man I’m behind on posting these


    April 20, 2011 at 8:12 am