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

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?
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.
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.



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.”