by the Read Write Poem Staff
Carolee Sherwood wonders if you’re running on fumes like she is. She hopes her prompt takes some of the heat off and points your exhausted brain down the path where your 27th poem lies.
Take a word that’s part of you — your name, your birth month, your favorite animal, your guiding principle. Write that word vertically down a page and use the letters to start the lines of a poem. When you’re done, you’ll have an acrostic poem. (Though the prompt could be as simple as “write an acrostic poem,” the word sounds scary this late in the month. This prompt is designed to ease you into the final stretch. Don’t stress too much about the word you choose. NaPoWriMo is just for fun. Are you having fun?) ![]()
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Windmill Dreams
Mine was inspired by what’s up in the sky today (clouds)
http://daily-yawp.blogspot.com/
Here’s mine” Navajo Country, 1996.
well, I couldn’t think of a word so I went with the first thing that popped up on ‘visuwords’ — which happened to be “semitrance”
how serendipitous.
http://another2doors.wordpress.com/2010/04/27/voluntary-action-is-absent/
using the prompt here is mine
http://waynepitchko.blogspot.com
Okay. That was fun though I’m not entirely sure where it came from…
http://sheiladeethdrabbles.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-napowrimo-27.html
http://www.robertlunday.net/2010/04/poem-27-rings.html
Bit of a strange one, not least because of the title.
http://just-somestuff.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-27-i-spend-national-tapir-day.html
http://freckledwriter.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-they-come-from.html
Two poems. One word. Day 27:
http://paperdreams-jgc.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-27-end-is-near-i-still-adore-you.html
Hi Carolee, thanks for the prompt. This was fun!
Ian Biro
Oo, fun! I ended up writing about the strangeness of visiting once-familiar places.
http://www.shicho.net/words/?p=1162
Ode to Flesh….
http://pamelavillars.wordpress.com/2010/04/27/april-27-10-ode-to-flesh/
Celebrate!
A ll is well in Vacationland, the summer sun
Is shining
U nder a clear blue sky with just a hint of smog
G as up the boat, we are going island hopping
U nless those green blobs on the radar are those
Clouds gathering in the south-west.
S o we will celebrate our birthdays tomorrow
10 birthdays this month are celebrated in our family.
T en days of celebration in the most fun month of the year!
I used the word RESTORATION
http://word-painting.blogspot.com/2010/04/restoration.html
I can’t believe we have only three more days to go! Thanks, everyone, for the prompts and the great poems posted!
My poem spells “September”, my birth month
http://www.cathymcguire.com/poetry.htm
JUNKMAIL
http://marcieaf.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-day-27.html
I was a little daunted when I wrote my chosen letters vertically down the page, but things took shape quickly. I ended up with several variations on a theme, ultimately ending up with acrostic haibun. This was lots of fun!
thanks carolee always wanted to try an acrostic form… i’ve read a couple of them cs lewis has a great example found on the acrostic link you provided at the prompt… i’m hooked… don’t think i would have otherwise…. release engage
Thank you, Carolee! This prompt was perfect for easing me into the final stretch.
I used my birth month, February, because I didn’t want to write about myself. It’s been a while since I’ve written an acrostic, and I had a lot of fun.
http://healingforthehealthy.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-27-let-someone-else-take-lead.html
Fume is more like it. Here’s a poor effort for today. musetomyeyes.blogspot.com
Acrostics are not my favorite, but I came up with one I like.
http://kolokoli.blogspot.com/2010/04/kolokolchiki.html
Gold Moon Cat
Angeliad of Surazeus
2010 04 27
http://open.salon.com/blog/surazeus/2010/04/27/gold_moon_cat
Athena dances twirls on her toes
and tiptoes on back of white couch
spreading her arms wide as a bird
then runs outside on lawn of grass.
Gold moon in cool twilight sky
come down on soft fairy wings
and paint visions of perfect love
in crystal sphere of my dream eye.
Gold moon in long silver gown
swing from great tree of dreams
and take me in your loving arms
to kiss my heart awake with love.
Gold moon why hide behind clouds
like a shy kitten with a furry face
come leap in my wide open arms
and purr with song of my heart.
Gold moon cat with big blue eyes
you grow into a great lioness
with fur flowing in evening breeze
so take me running over our world.
Athena nestles in lap of her father
on grass lawn under evening sky
watching clouds fly over gold moon
and falls asleep cradling her cat.
http://mereshacrewer.deviantart.com/art/napowrimo-day-27-one-162207208 Poem one (the acronym is ‘colourful creation’).
http://mereshacrewer.deviantart.com/art/napowrimo-27-two-162210613 Poem two (there is no acronym, lol).
Poem for 4/27 can be found at
http://timkeeton.worpdress.com
http://disorder1313.wordpress.com/2010/04/28/transliteration-of-catullus-xxxiv-complete/
My #27 (are we really at 27?!) is here:
http://robin-turner.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-this-woman.html
Not much to do with today’s prompt, but here’s todays:
http://thegoodtypist.blogspot.com/2010/04/el-salvadorian-pig-prophecy.html
I wrote two acrostics at school today but then forgot to bring them home with me so had to write another one.
http://eveningpoems.blogspot.com/
‘Blue Whale’ has made it to the surface.
“I am the whale, which swims with graceful mass
Electric shining skin, a neon blue…”
Read the full extent of it at http://www.gregoconnell.com
Poem #27. “Untitled (Acrostic)”
Posted at: http://troysworktable.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-27.html
NaPoWriMo #27 napowrimo what?
My #27 offering is: Driving Force
Ship Lost In Starlight
Angeliad of Surazeus
2010 04 27
http://open.salon.com/blog/surazeus/2010/04/27/ship_lost_in_starlight
http://stores.lulu.com/angeliad
Henrik in leather breeches and boots
stands on plank under hull of a carrack
repairing and nailing and planing smooth
and sealing with pitch from oak buckets
as wind sings in sails on a tall mast.
Deep voice of Captain Johanus Dracronus
rises up from dock in blue evening dusk
I obtained maps and account of his trip
when Ferdinandus Magellanus sailed far
circumnavigating our great round world.
I heard Ferdinandus was in spice islands
when he was betrayed by a local king
who tricked him to attack another king
who attacked and killed him on a beach
so he died far from garden of his home.
Henrik leans against an old oak tree
and gazes up at starlight twinkling gold
remembering beard and eyes of his father
as he taught him how to build a carrack
crafting wood to form light sturdy hull.
So this world where we live is round
like a ball he ponders holding an orange
so that explains how sun rises and sets
yet how do people on other side walk
without falling off to float among stars.
Dawn gleams on hull of his sailing ship
he designed and built with his hands
and flag snaps waving in a sea breeze
showing gold lion before tall castle tower
as he washes his face in bucket of water.
Kunigonde in long fluttering skirt runs
leaping into his arms kissing his lips
and they cuddle walking on ocean shore
then he picks up a smooth cream shell
whispering so pink like lips of your heart.
Gazing in her hazel eyes with gentle smile
Henrik sighs leaning head on her head
I love you and I want to explore our world
and see new people in many strange lands
but I promise to return to your loving arms.
Henrik grasps rope to haul on bowline
swinging yard for sail to catch brisk wind
so his carrack leaps gliding on high waves
soaring over wild sea toward distant land
where hidden treasures of wealth are hid.
Fierce winds toss their ship in high waves
when they sail through Straits of Magellan
then glide on vast shimmering blue sea
where dreams glitter lost in gold sunlight
that flickers in bright eyes of thirsty men.
Landing on lush shore of Yamdena Island
Henrik walks in forest to search for treasure
so when he reaches to pluck a tangerine
a beautiful woman with long black hair
and black eyes appears from forest shade.
Fantastic glow of light envelopes her face
as sweet voice enchants his hungry heart
and soft fingers caress flushed cheeks
so he drifts into golden dream of love
and whispers I must find key of your heart.
Henrik dances with Santi in gold sunlight
lost in dream of her eyes a thousand years
and she bears eight children of his seed
girls and boys with his curly brown hair
and her eyes black as a moonless night.
Kunigonde waits for Henrik to return
five years standing each dawn on dock
gazing out into shimmering silent waves
but at last she marries Ewould a layer
who builds a nice house with red brick.
Henrik sits on gold sand of Saumlaki beach
gazing at full moon shining gold at sunset
and sees face of Kunigonde in its mirror
as she looks up suckling a new-born child
then Roro young daughter sits by his side.
Caressing her hair as they gaze at moon
Henrik sings with Roro a sweet little tune
golden moon hiding shy behind clouds
come down and kiss me with your heart
for I love you and kiss you when you fade.
Roro giggles and snuggles in his arms
and falls asleep listening to sea waves
singing wordless song of ancient delight
grateful for this simple life in paradise
as his soul sails on lost ship in starlight.
Beginnings they repeat themselves often, though we barely give notice, regarding change as self-destructive, fighting rivers in fear of the flow away, backwards gods that we are, the
Hand as a lesser tool, in comparison, must grasp to release to grasp again or it will surely
Atrophy in its disuse, spiritually speaking physically weakening away to the weight of the heaviness in one’s staying grounded against what wills a heart to fly
No man or woman is beyond this
Grace comes with time
Ah, it was kinda nice to have an easy day~~
http://wintermintfruit.blogspot.com/2010/04/together.html
http://seashelllz.livejournal.com/118801.html
september is my birth month…so that’s what I based my poem on:
http://mayaganesan.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-28.html
At the Flying Saucer
Foam decorates my mustache. This is what beer
Leaves behind after it has committed itself to my
Yawning throat. There is a carbonated river
In my mouth, bubbles singing their story one
Needle-eye of air at a time. I have given the
Generous bartender all my money, so I may pass
Surreptitiously into heaven, even though tea-totaling
Angels laugh at my physique. I offer my tongue as
Unequivocal proof that hops and malted barley
Contain a secret I would whisper into your waiting
Ear if only you could taste words, if only you were
Right next to me, evaporating slowly like this flavor.
Day 27 at http://alienfireworks.blogspot.com/2010/04/91101.html
I remember the days
When you tortured me
My misery displayed for the world to see
I clung to your shirt
As you threw me away
When did our dance
Become a hideous phantasm
I screamed
While you listened
My pain your delight
My resistence but a futile exertion
And though your torment
Would never relent
Your arms were still
Ivory towers
I hope I am not too late, I miss being a part of these prompts, so I have combined #27 and #28-
http://tmi-chef.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-27-28-read-write-poem-prompt.html
Chef E
http://scriptophobe.blogspot.com/2010/04/napowrimo-27-acrostic-poem.html
Untitled (Flinch?)
http://thebooklife.wordpress.com/2010/04/30/4-27/