Drunk on Rhyme (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

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Urban bourbon can you taste it,
how the rhyme slips right off your tongue
— like you’re happy and feeling young? Can you giggle at your own wit?

Chortle like you really get it?
It’s an inside joke come unstrung.
Urban bourbon –can you shout it?
Can you sing it like it’s unsung?

Wriggle like you’re having a fit!
Laugh out loud like bells just rung!
Who cares if they think you’re unstrung?
It’s a riot, you must admit!
Urban bourbon — can you feel it?

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #7:

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Urban (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “Urban Cowboy,” “Urban Warfare,” “Urban Daydreams,” “Urban Living,” and so on.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-7

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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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AUDIO FILE:

Listen to Drunk on Rhyme (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem) by Penelope Connor #np on #SoundCloud

A New Road (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD Rondeau poem)

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We’ve not been down this road before.
So, take my hand. I’ll follow you,
through the unknown and struggles, new.
We’ll face them, hand in hand — explore.

I know that change can feel like war.
Our minds resist the growth that’s due.
We’ve not been down this road before,
So, take my hand. I’ll follow you.

We’ll fight and climb until we’re sore.
We’ll make this path our triumph too,
and find the summit, drink the view.
We’ll spread our wings. We’ll leap and soar–
though we’ve not walked this road before.

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #5:

For today’s prompt, we’ve actually got two prompts (that is, a Two-for-Tuesday prompt). Here we go:

1. Write an experienced poem
OR
2. Write an inexperienced poem

The word “experience” can be applied to a multitude of things and situations. Soo… there’s a lot of possibilities today!

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-5

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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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AUDIO FILE:

Listen to A New Road by Penelope Connor #np on #SoundCloud

Distance (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

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Carry me with you, near or far.
Tuck me in your right hip pocket.
My heart will be just where you are.
Hang me ’round your neck — a locket.

Close the door, or leave it ajar —
I’ll stick by you, ball and socket.
Carry me with you, near or far.
I’ll be in your right hip pocket.

Let’s adventure to realms afar?
We can fly! Don’t mind the clock — it’s
ours to choose, by plane or rocket.
We’ll watch the moon, count every star.
I’ll go with you, near or far.

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #4:

For today’s prompt, write a distance poem. As a runner, I automatically think of running when I think distance. But hey, there’s long distance relationships. Or why not get beyond geographic distance and consider distance in terms of time or emotional distance. Or some other interpretation.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-4

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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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AUDIO FILE:

Three Wishes – a #NaPoMo #APRPAD Modified Rondeau

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Three Wishes Dandelion by Helen Holmes Photography

 

Close your eyes. Make a wish. Count to three.
I believe you can fly. You’ve got wings.
There is real magic here, can’t you see–
how it shines, just like stars, how it swings?

Light a match. Hold your breath. Turn the key.
Listen close: There’s a voice and it sings.
Close your eyes. Make a wish. Count to three.
Take a leap. Trust your heart and its wings.

I can show you how, if you’ll trust me.
Nothing up my sleeves, no tricks, no strings.
I craft my spells from favorite things–
like the way your eyes say you love me.
Close them now. Make a wish. Count to three.

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #3:
For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Three (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “Three Blind Hippos,” “Three Muskrats,” “Three’s Company,” “Three Movies Is Too Many for The Hobbit, Peter Jackson (just saying),” and so on.
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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form
NOTE:
For this poem, I’ve modifed the Rondeau to 9 syllables per line, all other conventions remain the same.
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AUDIO FILE:

Boilermaker

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She plays with fire
the way I play in ink.
Her blood is iron
and she knows the
heat of the forge–
it rages in her bones.
She is a poem,
written on I-beams,
a dozen stories high–
a rare breed, wolf
and metal-witch–
and I struggle
to find the words,
to describe her
as she burns.

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AUDIO FILE:

Listen to Boilermaker —

Sleepy – (Junk Mail) a #NaPoMo #IMPROMPTU poem

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Toves don’t know about wabe
but when borogroves wake up
in the momeraths, my Jabberwock
are totally unable to open fully.

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JUNK MAIL SOURCE:

Hi Penelope…

I don’t know about you but when I wake up in the morning my eyes are totally unable to open fully.  It didn’t use to be that way but now that I am older some things just don’t work as well as they used to.  Know what I mean?

But this has been a blessing in disguise for me and whether you are the same or not, the lessons I learned from it has been a source of motivation for me and will, for sure and for certain, be one for you.

These lessons can be summarized in the 3 questions I ask myself every day…

SECOND SOURCE: Jabberwockey – by Lewis Carroll
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#NaPoMo INFO:

Found Poetry Review (FPR) Challenge – IMPROMPTU #2 – Guest Poet Collier Nogues offered a “Junk Mail” prompt. Check Out the Post here:

http://www.foundpoetryreview.com/blog/impromptu-2-collier-nogues/

 

DAY 2 – Collier Nogues

You can start with any piece of junk mail or advertising, or any legal document or bureaucratic form (it’s tax time!).

  1. Choose a few sentences.
  2.  Remove the nouns.
  3. Replace them with, words from a poem you’ve abandoned, words from one or more poems you love (by anyone, yourself included), or any other source that works.
  4.  From there, work what you’ve got into a poem.
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How Poetry Goes (What She Said) – a #NaPoMo #APRPAD Rondeau

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Some days it’s how poetry goes.
“Hey, don’t sweat it!” That’s what she said.
Write six lines, then eat jam with bread.
Second guess the rhyme scheme you chose.

Count your syllables, like they’re crows —
put on your sweater. Make your bed.
Some days it’s how poetry goes.
“Go for a walk.” That’s what she said.

“Embrace your whims, and juxtapose.”
Swap out ink for pencil, instead.
Sip your coffee, then scratch your head.
It’s a dance, every poet knows —
Most days, it’s how poetry goes.

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #2:

For today’s prompt, write a what he said and/or what she said poem. Maybe he or she said a rumor; maybe he or she gave directions; or maybe he or she said something that made absolutely no sense at all. I don’t know what they said; rather, each poet is tasked with revealing that knowledge. http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-2

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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

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Foolish – a Rondeau

(with a bit of nonce* in the style of Lewis Carroll)

 

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You may find me mad and foolish —
my head in a sky full of stars,
hiding poems in socks and jars.
Do you think that’s gimb and trulish?

Of course I learned from monks prulish,
to tell tall-tales and steal memoirs.
That may well sound cruel and foolish,
make your head spin, your eyes see stars —

Are you feeling ill and mookish?
Yes, I stack books in damp bazaars,
and my methods won’t sell cigars —
so your judgment may be roufish.
Still, I like me odd and foolish!


*nonce (näns/) – adjective
  1. (of a word or expression) coined for or used on one occasion.

    “a nonce usage”


 

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #1:

For today’s prompt, write a foolish poem. It’s April Fool’s Day, after all. Let’s loosen up today with a poem in which we’re fools, others are fools, or there’s some kind of prank or tomfoolery happening. Fool around with it a while. http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-1

 

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POETIC FORM INFO:
The poetic form focus for my PAD 2016 Challenge is the Rondeau — 13 lines in 3 stanzas; rhyme scheme: ABba/abAB/abbaA (uppercase letters are refrains) Usually 8 syllables per line. For info: http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/personal-updates/help-me-rondeau-help-help-me-rondeau-another-french-poetic-form

 

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AUDIO FILE:

Warning

BEWAREWOLF

I have teeth
and I will cut you.
Be afraid —
I will hurt you.
Walking the streets,
I want my fill.
Light my fire and
I will find you —
take this warning.

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Found Poetry Review (FPR) Challenge – IMPROMPTU #1 – Guest Poet Patrick Williams created and offered a Random Prompt Generator. Check Out the Post here:

http://www.foundpoetryreview.com/blog/impromptu-1-patrick-williams/

My elements were as follows:
PW FPR 1 Prompt Screen
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