A poem-a-day for National Poetry Month

Prompt #30: Celebrating Poetry

Today’s prompt is brought to you by all of the authors who’ve managed to write all 30 poems or a single poem to help us celebrate National Poetry Month!

Surely you’ve read some amazing poems from your fellow poets this month. Choose one that had an impact on you and use that particular poem as inspiration for a new poem of your own. For fun, include the link back to the original poem, as well as to your own.

And then? And then, you can give yourself an amazing pat on the back (or a huge glass of wine — or whatever your celebratory experience of choice is!) and lean back and relax. You’ve done an amazing thing, dedicating a whole month to poetry! And now there’s only eleven months until you can do it again! Hurray!



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!

24 responses

  1. Not to prompt but, rather, a paean to the whole month: http://wp.me/pbg4K-5Q

    April 30, 2011 at 5:33 am

    • oh. that made me a bit teary Tony – thank you so much for your ending poem.

      April 30, 2011 at 4:45 pm

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  3. dorlamoorehouse

    Wooo! I did it! 30 poems in 30 days!

    Not only that, I used today’s prompt, and stole one of Shanna’s lines for it: http://dorlamoorehouse.com/2011/04/30/napowrimo-day-30-3/

    April 30, 2011 at 6:01 am

  4. As usual, not prompted.


    Congrats everyone!

    April 30, 2011 at 6:10 am

  5. I had a great character idea yesterday, but I lost it.

    It possibly had something to do with unresolved side characters from some other place. It was the sort of character that was partly real, maybe historical, partly fictional, and fully functional for any number of literary escapades. But I didn’t write it down, and I now have no idea what it was. It’s possible that it was just a random musing that, under the influence of a morning chocolate coffee, I mistakenly took for genius.

    One thing I do remember, though, is that an ancillary character could have been a war-torn teddy bear. So, from such vagary, I glued together this:

    The animated rock-star princess stood
    Atop her armored pink unicorn
    She surveyed the scene and the ruins below
    Of burning mushrooms and dying gnomes

    Her ship had traveled many waters
    Sailed through slime and sugar jelly
    And crashed upon the candy rocks
    Held strong by armies of Major Tongue

    Now holding high her shining scepter
    She spots a rumbling from below
    Crawling from under the rubble emerges
    An ear-torn zombie teddy bear
    To reunite once again
    With his rock-star princess friend

    April 30, 2011 at 8:10 am

  6. Jennifer P-W.

    I wrote this piece a couple weeks ago, and have revised it for today. Thank you to all for sharing your creativity. I have completed poems for all the days of April!

    Cup by Cup

    Early morning, and the sky
    stretches before me, a vast smooth
    ocean of time.

    Flicker and chickadee
    peck suet as first light
    soaks forest and farm
    in a sunrise bath,
    as dandelions smile open
    in eddies of lemon chiffon.

    What shall I do, what will be
    my great work of a day?

    Germinate seeds like ideas.
    Harness my sunrise energy
    and rake smooth hurts in the world.
    Love someone who feels unlovable.
    Enter the ocean of blessings
    and hand them out,
    cup by cup.

    J. Pratt-Walter

    April 30, 2011 at 8:26 am

  7. Jennifer, that’s beautiful.

    Thanks to everyone for all their inspiration and support – it’s been an amazing month! I wrote two poems to make up the total 30. The second of which is for Shanna, to say thanks for organising this whole month.


    Hope to see you all again next time!

    April 30, 2011 at 9:47 am

    • Jennifer P-W

      Oh, thank you, Nikki. I have enjoyed your creativity.

      May 1, 2011 at 9:35 pm

  8. Holy crap. Everyone’s poems are making me cry today. I’m afraid to try one of my own…

    April 30, 2011 at 9:50 am

  9. Bill Noble

    This month has been a great gift, though perhaps only Shanna suspects how great. Thank you to each of you for all the gifts.


    If one of you will paw back the covers, I’ll start
    some coffee, and maybe, when you’re ready,
    open all the blinds on whatever May may bring.
    After coffeechat and long toes curling in the rug,
    we’ll share, with heart, the homilies of intimacy,
    from awkward hugs and eyes-away promises
    to the all-the-way-in counterpoint of pulse
    and poesy. So fare-thee-well, Jennifer and Jason,
    Jeremy and Jacque and James. Remember
    your underwear, or your pen in the crack
    of the couch, Dorla and Shanna and Cynthia,
    Nikki and Kosuke, Kirsty, Kit, Kam and Mary Beth.
    Do you have my number, Angell? And of course
    I’ll call you, Tony, Bryan, Mike, Paul — and Kirby,
    with your tousled hair. Robin, what can I say?
    Or Willsin, Cloe — you made beautiful music.
    I loved the way our words moved in the early light
    of April, loved the passion and the prompts
    and all the twining without any prompt at all.
    You are in truth such stuff as dreams are made on,
    and may all our months be rounded with a rhyme.

    April 30, 2011 at 10:17 am

    • Great farewell poem, Bill. And thanks for all your inspirations.


      April 30, 2011 at 12:55 pm

    • Et tu, Bill? 😛 Lovely.

      April 30, 2011 at 2:22 pm

    • Jennifer P-W

      Lovely poem!

      May 1, 2011 at 9:36 pm

    • Bill, that’s brilliant! Thanks and see you again.

      May 2, 2011 at 2:40 am

  10. There is no shortage of inspiring poets out there. P.F. Anderson’s Erosion series hit me the right way for today, although maybe not directly but related in my little mind to the impact of the recent storms.


    That feels kinda egotistical and odd. There’s a lot of horrible happening in the world, but not to me. I don’t necessarily feel right writing about it.

    April 30, 2011 at 12:04 pm

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  12. Last day, last poem. You’ve all blown me away again and again. Thank you.


    April 30, 2011 at 2:52 pm

    • Jennifer P-W

      Stunning, Shanna.

      May 1, 2011 at 9:39 pm

  13. Thanks to all for this amazing virtual classroom. Last poem for the month: http://jacquezyon.wordpress.com/2011/04/30/poem30-a-farewell-to-napomo/

    April 30, 2011 at 3:06 pm

  14. Grazie, tutti! It has been a pleasure to read some poets I have not read before. Between the prompts here (thanks, Shanna and company), and on Poetic Asides, I have completed more than 50 poems in April. Woo-hoo! Overwhelmed with family health issues this weekend, so I will share the final poem I wrote for the PA prompt today. Poem on!

    Earth Walk

    Around this corner
    no one really knows
    what waits for us,
    and each one must,
    at the end, travel it alone,
    beneath the sun that warms
    us all, and onward,
    through velvet valleys,
    deep in shadow, and up
    the highest hills,
    to walk in starlight,
    wind behind us,
    trading dirt path
    for cloud walk, away,
    until we sit at bright campfires,
    tended by our ancestors.
    Welcome, home.

    April 30, 2011 at 3:13 pm

  15. Jennifer: Cup by Cup…..Wow!

    Bill: nicely done farewell.

    And Nikki, I meant to say how much fun the chain renga was. Thanks for organizing it.

    April 30, 2011 at 3:19 pm

    • Jennifer P-W

      Thank you, Kit. I have loved experiencing so many creative viewpoints here.

      May 1, 2011 at 9:41 pm

  16. Thank you Shanna and all for a wonderful month and for all the great reads, as well as the encouragement. Not only did I manage to write each day (and keep with my decision to post publicly) but some of my coworkers joined in to tweet haiku rabidly from time to time and we all explored some new forms and ideas. Til we meet again!


    The End of National Poetry Month, 2011

    Thank you, all the poets of April
    who swept me up with a promise and a hope.
    All hoping for words to fall into place
    hoping to gather them up each day.
    To set them down each day
    on that blank page
    on that blank screen.
    Magic. Something from nothing.
    We left dangling ends for another time.
    We put the thoughts out loud.
    We pushed our comfort aside
    with that promise of the April tide.

    Those who stopped to read my words
    were puzzled by the verses.
    They picked up the haiku and
    turned them over like pretty stones.
    They twittered words back to me
    and made me glad I’d dared to write.
    My words set their words free.

    Our month of poems is over,
    we turn back to our solitary page.
    But in the days before
    we light our signal flares again
    we’ll add the April braveness
    to our hoarded words
    and sit down
    and write.

    April 30, 2011 at 4:20 pm