Tease and Torment – NaPoWriMo, day twenty-eight – prompt Skeltonic verse

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Storm clouds over my street – southern hemisphere in May

Tease and Torment

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Every awful wet day

the cruel month of May

will heavily out-weigh

the short and the stray

of autumn’s fresh breeze.

winter’s cool auxiliaries

chasing us all overseas;

we love the Hawaii’s.

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Or we might travel on

to China or Taiwan.

Come with me, Juan,

I wish to prolong

a happy arrangement;

promising it well spent

tease and torment

cancel every dissent.

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I see you are willing

Our hearts spinning

place of good feeling.

Good times are building

our cup is over-brimming

Nothing is missing.

Nothing is missing.

Nothing is missing.

Benita H. Kape © 27.4.2017

And now for our prompt (optional, as always). Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem using Skeltonic verse. Don’t worry, there are no skeletons involved. Rather, Skeltonic verse gets its name from John Skelton, a fifteenth-century English poet who pioneered the use of short stanzas with irregular meter, but two strong stresses per line (otherwise know as “dipodic” or “two-footed” verse). The lines rhyme, but there’s not a rhyme scheme per se. The poet simply rhymes against one word until he or she gets bored and moves on to another. Here is a good explainer of the form, from which I have borrowed this excellent example:

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Any Time of Day – GloPoWriMo 2017 – Day Four – Enigma

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Any Time of Day

I am slippery

I am smooth

And I am top

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I am made of paper

I have songs to sing

I am in a folio

Sometimes,

I am three in the wind

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I am curved in places

I am a modern innovation

I’m always on the bottom

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I am made of paper

I have stories to tell

I am a favourite of lovers

Any time of day

Some would do without me

Some would not

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Sometimes I cover the ground

I am old as trees

Sometimes you see through me

Or sometimes, the broad view

Through the trees

And I will come to mind

Sometimes I am rain

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I am made of paper

I have songs to sing

Sometimes, I am three in the wind

Sometimes, I am rain

 

Benita H. Kape © 4.4.2017

 

 

Today I’d like you to take some inspiration from Elgar and write a poem with a secret – in other words, a poem with a word or idea or line that it isn’t expressing directly. The poem should function as a sort of riddle, but not necessarily a riddle of the “Why is a raven like a writing desk?” variety. You could choose a word, for example, “yellow,” and make everything in the poem something yellow, but never actually allude to their color. Or perhaps you could closely describe a famous physical location or person without ever mentioning what or who it actually is.

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NaPoWriMo 2015 – Day 19 – Write a Landay – I Will Kick Him Out

I    Will   Kick   Him   Out

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With stealth, his first after life visit.

How did he get under the covers to make our lovers tryst?

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I weep for I am no longer surprised.

It is too much to wish for, for fear he will not come.

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For fear he will not come tonight.

I break out in a sweat, the nights he is here, the nights he is not.

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He never comes when others are in the house.

I will kick him out of my bed if I grow tired of him.

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Do you believe this? I asked my friend.

I believe everything and nothing of what you tell me she said.

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Benita H. Kape © 20.4.2015

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