Love is not- NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 25

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Love is not a Bunch of Roses

You pushed the door and it opened
to transformation. It looked better
on you. It’s moments of silence
that have me in awe. Smother in
silver and braided, love is not
a bunch of roses. You think of
a girl who wanted to ride bare-
back in a story. And you lay awake.

But this is where I take over
while you walk around the block.
You pushed the door and it opened.

Benita H. Kape © 25.4.2016

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* “You pushed the door and it opened” from a poem ‘The Visit” by Kapka Kassabova. Some of the lines came from lines of poems I may have used for this prompt, but not all.

And now for our (optional) prompt! Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that begins with a line from a another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. This will work best if you just start with a line of poetry you remember, but without looking up the whole original poem. (Or, find a poem that you haven’t read before and then use a line that interests you). The idea is for the original to furnish a sort of backdrop for your work, but without influencing you so much that you feel stuck just rewriting the original!. For example, you could begin, “Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day,” or “I have measured out my life with coffee spoons,” or “I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster,” or “they persevere in swimming where they like.” Really, any poem will do to provide your starter line – just so long as it gives you the scope to explore. Happy writing!

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Enough is Enough – NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 24

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Enough is Enough

This weakness I suffer from
ailurophile, though this lassitude,
an elixir mostly for one alone
and her name is Slippers Cat.
Selecting her, I write a poem
of suspect eloquence. Undeterred
she laps at her bowl on the floor.

Cats can be trained. I tap her nose
lightly and say NO to imbue her
with a few good manners. I foregive
her the moments she follows me to
the bathroom, (the sound of running
water as she sits near the sink). Some-
times it works as I reach for serendipity
in poems to her. Palimpsest, many
for her, haiku and free verse. In my
lounge chair drooling with her on my
lap or (when the training fails) as she –
flicking her tail under my nose crosses
the keyboard to get my attention. At
which time I declare her my nemesis .
Woebegone Slippers when I insist –
enough is enough.

Benita H. Kape © 25.4.2016

And last but not least, our prompt (optional, as always). Today I challenge you to write a “mix-and-match” poem in which you mingle fancy vocabulary with distinctly un-fancy words. First, spend five minutes writing a list of overly poetic words – words that you think just sound too high-flown to really be used by anyone in everyday speech. Examples might be vesper, heliotrope, or excelsior. Now spend five minutes writing words that you might use or hear every day, but which seem too boring or quotidian to be in a poem. Examples might be garbage disposal, doggy bag, bathroom. Now mix and match examples from both of your lists into a single poem. Hopefully you’ll end up with a poem that makes the everyday seem poetic, and which keeps your poetic language grounded

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