Month: November 2016

August 2015 – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry, Uncategorized
That night my world shook!
Your eyes met mine like a spear!
What a chance I took–
felt like jumping off a pier!
Your answer rings in my ear.
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You shook me awake!
Oh, to see your lipstick smear–
unquenchable ache,
fueled by your smile, which was mere!
Your question rings in my ear.
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For today’s prompt, pick a month (any month), make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible months include January, February, March, (cruel) April, May, June, or even July, August, September, October, November, and December. Yes, there are 12 possible months; choose well, or write 12 poems (yes, I’ve thrown down the challenge within today’s challenge).

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”
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To Describe – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry
Spinning galaxies…
Bluest feathered bird that flies…
Deepest sapphire seas…
Night-sky bed, where the moon lies…
How shall I describe your eyes? 
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In turn I will attempt
(The way you wear those glasses…)
To tell how you tempt!
different from other lasses…
one in a million asses!
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For today’s prompt, write a description poem. Pick someone or something to describe. Get in depth, or just brush along the surface.

 

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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World Weary – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry
I tire of this world.
Let me stay here on the floor–
back against you curled?
Read me tales of ancient lore?
I’m a boat, please be my oar?
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Sweetheart, cry your tears.
In the morning you will fly!
Let go all your fears.
For tonight, with you I’ll lie, 
— on you keep a watchful eye.
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For today’s prompt, write a tragic poem. Two courses of action here: Write a poem that is heavy, or write a poem that is light. Or write a poem that could be heavy or light. For instance, a tragedy could be Shakespeare’s Hamlet or a bad hair day.

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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Call me Mond – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry
Call me Mond, again?
I’m a shipwreck, run aground,
broken from within.
Help me rise from rocky ground,
find my light, climb full and round?
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My Mond, take my hand.
I still see your spark, aglow.
I will help you stand,
watch you rise and share your glow.
You won’t always feel this low.
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For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Call Me (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write the poem. Possible titles include: “Call Me Al,” “Call Me Crazy,” “Call Me Batman,” “Call Me at 3 O’clock in the Morning,” etc.

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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The Same Flame – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry
The sensation’s strange,
when I watch you from afar,
and it doesn’t change.
It doesn’t matter how far–
I can feel you where you are. 
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When you are right there,
Your gaze sets my skin afire.
When you’re far, I swear.
I am drawn – a moth to fire, 
like a dragon fueled by ire.
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For today’s prompt, we’re on our second two-for-Tuesday prompt. So pick one, combine both prompts into one poem, or write two (or more) different poems. Here are the prompts:
– Write a nothing will be the same poem. A poem about moment after which nothing will ever be the same, because everything will change. Or…
– Write a nothing will ever change poem. Maybe you’re in the camp of “the more things change, the more they stay the same.” So while things change, they don’t–not really. Or do they? How can things change and not change? I’m confusing myself.

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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Run – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry
It’s a game of chase!
Night echoes with primal cries.
Can you feel blood race?
When the moon is on the rise —
there’s a wolf behind your eyes! 
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There is only one
urge that burns beneath my skin–
(When I tell you… RUN!)
–instinct shared by all wolf kin,
bare my teeth to taste your skin!
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For today’s prompt, write an activity poem. Of course, the first activity that springs to my mind is writing poetry, but there are many other possible activities from which to choose: running, driving, folding clothes, tying knots, casting lines, dancing, sleeping, and so much more. Pick an activity and write it out.

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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Panic – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry

When the fear spills in —

heart in my throat — can’t swallow,

and I can’t breathe when

down in the muck I wallow.

my seared lungs just won’t allow.

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My love — bring them near,

the worries worn on your sleeve.

I’ll make room for fear —

promise you, I will not leave

— I will dance you through this eve.

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PROMPT: 2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 6

For today’s prompt, write a phobia poem. There are so many possible phobias from which to choose, including some of the more popular phobias like arachnophobia (fear of spiders), claustrophobia (fear of confined spaces), acrophobia (fear of heights), and coulrophobia (fear of clowns).

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka

 

A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:

  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.

 

Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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Arc – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry

Need is a live wire —
arcing in me, a tripped switch,
setting flesh afire.
Tell me now, my charming witch,
can you scratch this constant itch?
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Chaotic moon child,
I can see, you’re all aquake,
your pulse running wild —
watch you tremble, feel you quake.
Do not doubt, I know your ache.

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PROMPT: 2016 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 5 

For today’s prompt, write a wire poem. A wire poem could be about something that needs wires–like maybe a robot, TV, or automobile. But birds huddle on telephone wires, people wire money to each other, and kids can get wired off of too much candy and/or caffeine. In fact, I’m surprised I haven’t written more wired poems over the years.
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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka

A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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Imagine – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry
Close your eyes and wish —
Magic can strike when you blink!
I’ll make my pen swish —
watch the letters as they link,
imagine what’s in my ink!
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We’ll grow wings and fly–
(Watch the magic, see it flash!)
–swim an ocean sky–
(You’ve got stardust on each lash!)
–dance in moonbeams, till we’re ash!
 
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For today’s prompt, write an imagined life poem. The imagined life could be your own, or imagining a life for someone else–like a person you see at the bus stop, grocery store, or library. If for yourself, the imagined life might be another possible parallel outcome or a possible future (for better or worse).
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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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If Only I Had a Warning Label – a November Poem-A-Day Challenge – Diminishing Somonka

Poetry
My heart is a mess —
still I leave the door ajar.
You have full access.
Anything can bump and jar;
you know how my demons are.
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Love, your mess I know.
Your pain can fall in showers,
make you overflow.
I can swim, and will for hours.
Don’t you know — your mess is ours.
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For today’s prompt, take the phrase “If I’d Only (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then write the poem. Possible titles include: “If I’d Only Asked Her Out,” “If I’d Only Gone Left Instead of Right,” “If I’d Only Taken That Chance,” etc. Don’t wonder what would’ve happened if you’d only written that poem; get to it now!

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POETIC FORM:

Diminishing Somonka
 
A form I created by marrying the Somonka and Diminishing Verse poetic forms:
  • two Tankas (5-7-5-7-7), written as two love letters to each other.
  • remove the first letter of the end word in each successive 7 syllable line.
 
Variation: Poets can remove sounds if they wish like “flies” to “lies” to “eyes.”

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