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Today’s prompt is from Read Write Poem member Catherine who provided the contents for today’s prompt, a Wordle.
Use one, or use them, all in the poem you write today. 
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Loved this prompt!
http://paperdreams-jgc.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-22-fun-with-words.html
I started out thinking that I’d use all the words, but I started thinking about emporium and the poem just came from taht word.
http://word-painting.blogspot.com/2010/04/emporium.html
Poem #22. “The Age of Wonder & Progress.”
Posted at: http://troysworktable.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-22.html
http://kolokoli.blogspot.com/2010/04/read-write-poemss-napowrimo-22-wordle.html
http://redshoepoet.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-challege-22.html
An irreverent birdie cawed this to me: Nesting.
A ghazal this time: I’ll Race the Fiercest Gulls.
I used 9 out of 12 of the words. I thought they were all really awesome, evocative words! Yeah, wordles!
http://cosmicmermaid.wordpress.com/2010/04/22/weather-report/
Jenna replied:
April 22nd, 2010 at 8:10 pm
(Not like anyone’s counting, but I just double-checked and only used 8. Dang.)
Thanks. I love these things!
another great prompt happy day 22!!! a href=”http://pieceofpie.wordpress.com/2010/04/22/dinner-day22/”>dinner day 22
ok try again dinner day 22
Oh…I’m not a wordle person (and don’t care much for what I came up with), but here it is…without a title…
http://rrosenchang.blogspot.com
My offering for 22nd April:
http://timkeeton.wordpress.com
Tim Keeton
Poet/Wizard/Teller-of-tales
These are great words. I’ll come back to this prompt when time permits. Today, only rust survived…musetomyeyes.blogspot.com
I’m reading Out of the Dust (by Karen Hesse) with one of the Lit classes I teach and we are working on sonnets. I did manage to get in a few of the wordle words in the mix: http://goo.gl/fb/N5JDU
http://poiesis3.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-22.html
Night Night Night
http://eveningpoems.blogspot.com/
My thoughts tended away from the verbose today, but were still inspired by an element of the Wordle
http://poetry.disorderedcosmos.com/2010/04/napowrimo-22-we/
http://tinacelio.wordpress.com/2010/04/22/ms-flinch/
I really enjoyed this prompt. Here is my poem:
http://richelledodaro.blogspot.com
Evelyn, this is my first visit at this lovely site, and I’m struck by an incredible coincidence: that you should be here and mentioning the work that you mention on the very night I stop by….
Evelyn N. Alfred replied:
April 22nd, 2010 at 9:55 pm
Did you do a sonnet about The Dust Bowl too, Shelly?
Behold: The Flinch!
http://thegoodtypist.blogspot.com/2010/04/behold-flinch.html
Ooops! I posted this in the wrong place earlier. So to repeat, I LOVED LOVED LOVED this prompt! It gave me the poem I’ve been wanting to write all month!
http://mylineofwords.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-22-sunset.html
Have already posted my link to the poem written in response to today’s prompt. This is my second poem, it is topical – an earth poem : http://umaathreya.blogsome.com/2010/04/23/a-fist-of-earth/
I’m watching the NBA playoffs…
http://theresebroderick.wordpress.com
Im watching the real thing NHL playoffs…..but here is #22
http://www.waynepitchko.blogspot.com
I had fun with this prompt!
http://web.me.com/susansonnen/Susan_Sonnens_musings/Blog/Entries/2010/4/22_NaPoWriMo%2C_Day_22.html
Almost didn’t get to this today– I think the trick is to get the poem written before you get on with your day.
Here’s “Off to the Emporium”:
http://caraholman.wordpress.com/2010/04/22/2010-napowrimo-22/
Wrote a poem earlier today.
One
I am one
Of millions
Breathing the same atmosphere
Absorbing the same sunlight
And we are worlds
Apart.
She lives each
Minute
Walking dirt tracks
The journey for her
Next drop of water.
She lives each
Day
Feasting on lies
Playing her social
Game.
He lives each
Second
Pulling the triggor
Clenching his eyes
With every life he
Commands.
I feel them all
Beating in my breast.
Oh, happy! Managed a sonnet: http://jasonriedy.wordpress.com/2010/04/22/napowrimo-22/
Jason Riedy replied:
April 22nd, 2010 at 11:28 pm
Oops. Flinch, not finch. But I love finches and dislike flinching.
Earth Day wordle using all the words.
http://pamelavillars.wordpress.com/2010/04/22/april-22-10-earth-day-wordle/
Only used one word. Short one today:
http://memali.posterous.com/2230
In honor of Earth Day, too, I give you Welcome the Hummingbird… and I managed to use five of the words.
I tried, but only managed four of the words… but I like the poem, anyway.
http://www.cathymcguire.com/poetry.htm
http://wintermintfruit.blogspot.com/2010/04/pass-pepper.html Excuse the silliness, I’m tired … again.
This was a challenging wordle!
http://freckledwriter.blogspot.com/2010/04/like-theres-no-tomorrow.html
“Trampoline John, Trampoline Jean” – their voices reverberate from a great height.
“Trampoline John, Trampoline Jean,
The bounciest we’ve ever seen;
They put electrodes in their pockets,
Fitted out their shoes with rockets…”
Read the rest of this light-hearted children’s poem at http://www.gregoconnell.com
http://sky-lined.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-22.html Quick! Poem 22!
Loved this prompt – thanks, Catherine. These crows have been hanging out in the back of my mind for some time now.
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A Squall of Crows
A squall of crows descends
upon the walnut grove,
fierce black pepper souls.
The sky reverberates
with caws and beat of wings,
a dizzy feathered frenzy.
They bomb the road with nuts
to crack the shells
and squabble over broken bits.
And when they leave we miss them,
the sedate trees and I;
In the still branches linger
shadows and echoes
of a glorious chaos.
Rainbow Cathedrals Of Desire
Angeliad of Surazeus
2010 04 22
http://open.salon.com/blog/surazeus/2010/04/22/rainbow_cathedrals_of_desire
Red owl in a black oak tree hoots
while old man with long silver hair
carves runes of light on gray stone.
Young woman with long brown hair
tied in a bun steps from glass door
of university library in blue twilight.
Books sit unread on metal shelves
though Jupiter shines silver at dusk
as students watch movies on eye pad.
I will build you from petals and wire
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
I carry million books in one gem
she whispers holding our world
in her hands as a spinning globe.
Young girl with long wild blond hair
wearing leather jacket and lace skirt
screams into a microphone at a bar.
You will never touch my real soul
because I hide behind a plastic mask
so love me for I am Barbie your queen.
I will build you from water and fire
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
Silent thoughts of a jester clown
wearing moon mask will reverberate
between a thousand open doors.
Prophet of Pain grips my shoulders
shouting leave your car on highways
to rust because oil is blood of earth.
Twelve boys in saffron robes sit
meditating on old television sets
discussing philosophy of illusions.
I will build you from mist and cat fur
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
Florence Nightingale in business suit
picks red pepper on lone Texas plain
then points to last star flickering red.
Red owls opens wide silver eyes
so I see everything that will happen
yesterday before tomorrow is gone.
Helen Keller finds a crumbling statue
of Hatshepsut hidden behind shadow
in vast emporium sea to shining sea.
I will build you from cream and despair
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
Tendril of a grape vine from mind
of eternal spirit who creates all life
curls around my wrist in forest of hope.
Squall howls from ocean of despair
overturning small boat on Godin Sea
as Maid of Norway slips from my hand.
Dizzy on angel wings in tight blue jeans
Semiramis struts runway in glass temple
as seven dwarves worship with cameras.
I will build you from soft unicorn hair
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
Dead king in a clean business suit
walks rotting in halls of shining banks
but Robin Hood points making him flinch.
Invisible hand steals coins of gold
from pocket of men who worked years
in factories where cold wind howls fierce.
Oldest woman on earth in silent cave
opens hands to reveal a diamond egg
that gives birth to my soul in a crow.
I will build you from horns of a deer
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
Purple owl hoots in plastic pine tree
where three angels hang crystal balls
showing our world mapped upside down.
I store my memories on a gold disk
that spins flashing eyes of lost angels
who build rainbow cathedrals of desire.
Children open presents with ribbons
on Christmas day but boxes are empty
so they hold hands and sing new hymns.
I will build you from wolf eyes in a lair
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
I come at last to Scarborough Fair
so I find a cute girl who lives there
but I forgot his name similar to a bear.
I dig her a well with my silver spoon
then seal ship with yellow pine bar
and bend magic wands into wagon wheels.
God knows itself as well as I know myself
so open wide your eyes with sharing love
and dance with me on lush Takoma hills.
I will build you from voices of a choir
elegant rainbow cathedrals of desire.
NaPoWriMo #22 weather report
I used ‘rust’ and ‘tomorrow.’
http://www.mayaganesan.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-22.html
http://seashelllz.livejournal.com/117725.html
I really don’t like these kinds of prompts, but I used 1/2 of the words – am totally feeling burnout today, and it probably shows
http://lanijo.com/poetry/burnout
Chimera
http://scriptophobe.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-22-chimera.html
In saffron sunshine
I am dizzy for your love
pepper hot and sweet
Have to stop being so last-minute…
http://alienfireworks.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-york.html
“The Cabin is Pressurized for Your Comfort”
- Hawaiian Airlines Announcement
I do find living comfortable, especially when
rust reverberates so fiercely all that’s left
is a saffron-colored stain in the shape
of landing gear. Crows have no need
for wax wings; they don’t flinch like Icarus
being interrogated by the sun, even when
tendrils of cloud dissipate to reveal
a dizzy squall of light disguised as morning.
Tomorrow is an emporium for the unknown
peppered with Polaroid pictures offering
instant nostalgia. Remember when we laughed
about the flight attendant’s announcement,
how we pictured ourselves surrounded
by Lincoln Logs, carefully adjusting our masks
before escaping down the inflatable slide?
My poem:
http://ragbone.wordpress.com
The prompts have been sucking lately.
http://self-intoxication.deviantart.com/art/Rollercoaster-On-Fire-161674728
http://thebooklife.wordpress.com/2010/04/23/4-22/
I’m such a fool, I forgot to post my link here yesterday. Better late than never? http://thekitchenbitchponders.blogspot.com/2010/04/national-poetry-writing-month-day_22.html
here is mine #23
http://www.waynepitchko.blogspot.com
http://poetry-life-distilled.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-day-22.html