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

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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Suddenly – a golden shovel poem, after The Lumineers, Ho, Hey

I wasn’t searching for you
didn’t know I needed to belong.
Life had taught me — be content with
whatever love had come to me
or hadn’t. Don’t you do that when you’re
older, wiser? I had learned my
lesson well — then you called me sweetheart!

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POETIC FORM:

golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.

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