Rondeau – Pen's Ink

Unsaid (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Sometimes it is the words unsaid,
the darker things that need to keep
–until I sort them, let them steep,
the thoughts that linger in my head.

At times I’m glad they can’t be read
and so I hold them, oh so deep.
Sometimes it is the words unsaid,
the darker things that need to keep.

Some nights I lie awake in bed.
I cannot quiet, cannot sleep.
When others might be counting sheep,
I simply count my thoughts instead.
Sometimes it is the words unsaid.

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #20:

For today’s prompt, write a poem of what goes unsaid. Maybe it’s unrequited love, a hidden contempt, spoiler to the most recent TV show or blockbuster movie. Whatever goes unsaid, maybe write it instead.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-20

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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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Waiting (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Poetry

There is nothing like the waiting —
not a feeling that can compare.
When I wake and you’re still not there
— my desire is not abating.

No, I’m not here hesitating,
but sometimes it’s hard to find air.
There is nothing like the waiting —
not a feeling that can compare.

I can’t sleep for speculating,
so, I lie awake and I stare,
at your ceiling and empty chair,
–your return anticipating.
There is nothing like the waiting.

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #12:

For today’s prompt, take on one (or both) of the following prompts:

Write a serious poem. Or…Write a silly poem.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-12

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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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Fuck Off (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Poetry

Tell me, who do you think you are,
and who do you think I should be–
you who have turned judgment on me,
blowing smoke like a bad cigar.

Casting your blame and pitching tar,
you cannot stand that I am free,
telling all how perfect you are,
and just how you think I should be!

You can’t wear my shoes and walk far.
Watch how I laugh, and I simply
enjoy my life — live it carefree.
I am happy, head in the stars.
I don’t care, what you think or are.

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#NaPoMo INFO:
Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #11:

For today’s prompt, write a defensive poem. The first thing that springs to my mind is getting defensive about an accusation, which may or may not be true. The next thing I think about might be people or animals defending themselves. Or defense in sports. Or defense in the court room. Or well, there’s a lot to defend in this world.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-11

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Last Night (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Poetry

Last night I slept here, in your bed.

I wrapped myself ’round your pillow,

in the darkness, let the day go,

with its words loud in my head.

Last night I closed my eyes, instead

of listening to their tempo.

Last night I slept here, in your bed.

I wrapped myself ’round your pillow.

I woke to coffee, and sweet bread.

Today, I’ll sit by our willow.

I’ll write my rhymes for this rondeau,

and smile, remembering what you said,

and all our nights shared in your bed.

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #13:

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “Last (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: “Last Word,” “Last Card Catalog,” “Lasting Impression,” “Last Train to Duluth,” and so on.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-13

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Blues (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Poetry

I do not want to write today.
I want to sit. I want to sigh.
I want to watch the world go by,
to watch the rain and here to stay–

at this table, in this café,
and nibble on a slice of pie.
I do not want to write today.
I want to sit. I want to sigh.

I will not mourn, nor will I cry.
It’s not that I am sad that way.
My muse has gone outside to play,
and I am left here, warm and dry.
So, I will write another day.

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #10:

For today’s prompt, pick an emotion, make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles might include: “Happy,” “Sad,” “Angry,” or well, there’s a universe of emotions out there.

Here’s a list of some possibilities

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-10

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Escape to Neverland (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Poetry

She said lost boys like her are free.
She smiled at me, offered her hand,
invited me to Neverland.
I asked myself how this could be.

She promised me that love’s the key.

This kind of thing happens, unplanned.

She said lost boys like me are free.
She smiled at me and squeezed my hand.

Behind her eyes I found the sea.

We flew and left behind dry land,

straight on till dawn, past two stars, and

I’ll never be the same — not me,
because lost boys like us are free!

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #9:

For today’s prompt, write a hide out poem. When I was a kid, we’d build “hide outs,” I guess from our parents or other kids. An assortment of criminals (fictionalized and real) have their hide outs. But maybe there are other hide outs, like a “man cave,” “she shed,” or the local pub. Heck, maybe it’s the library. Give it a thought, and I’m sure you’ll find the right hide out poem for you.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-9

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Doodle (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Poetry

Let the ink and paper tangle.
Watch the black lines dance on the page
— Fred and Ginger on a blank stage —
twist and turn at every angle.

See that flourish? Watch it dangle,
like a tiger loosed from its cage.
See how ink and paper tangle,
As the black lines leap on the page?

It’s all noise, all bass and jangle–
scattered joy and unbridled rage,
stolen from the battles we wage.
Come and play and don’t act your age.
Watch the ink and paper tangle.

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#NaPoMo INFO:

Poetic Asides #April Poem-A-Day Challenge – PAD #8:

For today’s prompt, write a doodle poem. In my mind, I’m thinking of how I like to doodle when I’m talking on the phone or sitting in a meeting. I used to doodle in my classes when I was younger. So for a poem, I’m thinking this could start off as something small that stays small or builds to epic proportions. Doodle around a bit today. If needed, start by describing something close at hand or within your current field of vision.

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2016-april-pad-challenge-day-8

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

Poetry

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

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

Poetry

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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AUDIO FILE:

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

Distance (a #NaPoMo #APRPAD rondeau poem)

Poetry

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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