Day 19 – A lonely haunt

NaPoWriMo prompt: What are you haunted by, or what haunts you? Write a poem responding to this question. Then change the word haunt to hunt.

I’m not haunted by anything, except possibly the possibility of regret. I would hate to find myself regretting something I’d done or not done and now can never put right.

Maybe this is why Christ’s forgiveness, and mandate of such, is so all-important, central to me?

FMF prompt word: LONELY.

I won’t do another FMF, but will write a Haiku to link haunt and lonely.

Haiku 1

I think the only

thing that could ever haunt me –

if you were lonely.

Haiku 2

Many are my fears

but the one that would haunt me –

my lack of courage.

Haiku 3 – inspired by Martin Niemöller’s famous and important words

I will speak speak for you

when you face persecution.

Will you speak for me?

Haiku 4

To not hear the words

‘Well done good, faithful servant’ –

on reaching heaven.

Haiku 5

Haunted or hunted,

they would never come for me.

I’ve nothing they want!

Haiku 6

To sum this all up

about what would haunt me most –

t’is to have regret.

image of huddled boy, lonely and afraid

NB: To see other responses to the FMF prompt, LONELY, see below

Read Prasanta’s post and join the link-up here​

Day 10 – Yesterday’s news

Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem based on one of the curious headlines, cartoons, and other journalistic tidbits featured at Yesterday’s Print, where old new stays amusing, curious, and sometimes downright confusing.

I certainly found the ‘Yesterday’s Print’ confusing, so I wrote something about the news in general.

A Limerick

What do you think of the news?

Myself I believe it’s a ruse –

to make us all sad,

or fear we’ve gone mad;

But I can switch it off if I choose!

A Haiku

A fait accompli,

when the news is on TV –

always yesterday’s!

And I added a silly rhyme:

One of the delicacies

of yesterday’s news

when wrapped aromas

through newspapers ooze.

Peppered in salt

teased in vinegar –

the best news for me

fish and chips for my tea!

Days 2 & 3 NaPoWriMo

Day 2

(Optional prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a platonic love poem. In other words, a poem not about a romantic partner, but some other kind of love – your love for your sister, or a friend, or even your love for a really good Chicago deep dish pizza.

HAIKU: (platonic love)

I had my own child –

never had I known such love –

Then came grand children!

NB: I did write this on Tuesday and added it to the Poetry Page, but I didn’t make a separate post. I will write a poem daily and add it to the page NaPoWriMo page, but may not make individual daily posts, but include a few days’ poems together as posts.

Day 3

I didn’t really understand today’s optional prompt – to write a surreal prose poem.

So if you forgive me, I decided to write something on the theme of poems.

First a limerick:

I fancied to dabble in rhyme,

but never could find the time.

Then a challenge arose

One-a-day to compose,

Whilst the bells over April still chime.

And another acrostic:

Pretty words dancing in lines

Offering moods and tastes of the heart,

Even if the lyrics don’t always rhyme,

Meanings creatively expressed as art.

Day 1 poem: Cage

Day 1 – (prompt) Cage

To take part in this challenge, a blogger friend suggested I explore different types of poetry to make this more interesting.

The only poems I ever wrote in the past tended to be free verse, sometimes with rhymes, often without.

So today I have picked the prompt word ‘CAGE’ and have tried a Haiku and an acrostic poem.

I enclose a brief description of what each style of poem is.

Haiku

The haiku (or hokku) is an ancient form of Japanese poetry that has become very popular all over the world. Renowned for its small size, haikus consist of just three lines (tercet); the first and third lines have five syllables, whereas the second has seven. Haikus don’t have to rhyme and are usually written to evoke a particular mood or instance.

She’s trapped in bars of

Bitterness, lies and fear, but

the door is not locked!

Acrostic

This type of poetry spells out a name, word, phrase or message with the first letter of each line of the poem. It can rhyme or not, and typically the word spelt out, lays down the theme of the poem.

Can she cope with constant disappointment?

Afraid instead of risking love again

Grieving, the heart cocoons itself in a cage

E xcluding all others, but not preventing pain.