#napowrimo day 4

[azure-scribbler]

Day 4

I dreamed of you again last night,

The day you arrive gets closer

how do i feel

It’s a surprise for everyone else,

The few I told called me crazy, said you’d never come

But they’ll know soon

before the final breath i hope

My eyes water, but my mouth is dry,

The shrink said it is classic panic

Asked me if someone i care about is coming soon

you are

And feeling overwhelmed is normal whether i love you or hate you

And i should journal and rationalise

no point when you’ll make nothing of the world



It won’t be nuclear, and it won’t be climate

It will only be a seed, planted in the wrong soil

unforeseeable, and yet, planned

It will kill us from the inside out,

It is un-fightable with guns and ships, love or hate

We try, but all we can do is accept, hold hands, and wait.

goodbye my world.

[amalgamationink]

Triolets on Survivorship

On Recovery

Life has become a gentler thing; I don’t want to die anymore. Winter has passed. It’s time for spring. Life has become a gentler thing. I’m smiling again. Heart, take wing and glimpse the tomorrows in store. Life has become a gentler thing. I don’t want to die anymore.

On Resilience

I kiss you while the world’s in flames. We will survive in the ashes. In the bombed-out dawn, with no shame, I kiss you. While the world’s in flames, we carry on. We make the same jokes as always. We keep our passion. I kiss you. While the world’s in flames, we will survive in the ashes.

On Ronan

The weight of you mends all my wounds. I’m saved by the scent of your fur. On the days I am dazed, confused, the weight of you mends all my wounds. We snuggle in the bed like spoons. The world melts away when you purr. The weight of you mends all my wounds. I’m saved by the scent of your fur.

[torrentialmonsoon]

These mountains were named after you Touching your heart like climbing peaks, Destined to reach the perfect view These mountains were named after you. Your eyes from up here; gorgeous blue Hiking through galaxies - legs weak, These mountains were named after you Touching your heart like climbing peaks.

[crazysencenobsessionistpx1ya]

NaPoWriMo Day 4

(......Our (optional) prompt for the day challenges you to write a poem in which you take your title or some language/ideas from The Strangest Things in the World. First published in 1958, the book gives shortish descriptions of odd natural phenomena, and is notable for both its author’s turn of phrase and intermittently dubious facts. Perhaps you will be inspired by the “The Self-Perpetuating Sponge” or “The World’s Biggest Sneeze.” Or maybe the quirky descriptions of luminous plants, monstrous bears, or the language of ravens will give you inspiration.)

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In nature's vast and wondrous scheme,

Where oddities roam, like in a dream,

Discover marvels strange and rare,

In our world that is beyond compare.

A sponge that perpetually thrives,

In hidden pools where mystery thrives,

Evolution is a fascinating dance,

In unseen realms, it takes its stance.

Amidst the forest's ancient trees,

A giant bear, if you please,

With thunderous sneeze and mighty blow,

Shaking mountains in its wintry show.

Plants that glow in twilight's hue,

A magical sight to behold and view,

Painting darkness with gentle light,

A fairy's dance in the peaceful night.

And wise ravens in the shadow's hold,

Speaking secrets, tales untold,

In a language known to their kin,

That echoes of the wild within.

The strangest things in the world, you should explore,

Where nature wonders, that they implore,

A tapestry of marvels told to me and you,

As each enchanting tale unfolds into something new.

~ A poem by me - P.V.

[theprincesssavedherself]

[vitrines]

[kaftan]

teacup

teaspout

bumble-bee

teacup

teaspout

bumble-bee

eyes screwed shut against the buzzing

eyes screwed shut against the buzzing

yellow-black intestines

cavern of the teapot

honey in the tea gone unmentioned, like always

[writinginnorthnorfolk]

Nature’s Alka Seltzer

The April day was overcastand I was feeling out of sorts.Although the winter gloom had passedthe April day was overcast.My deep despair was cured at last –a blackbird sang in fits and starts;the April day was overcastand I was feeling out – of sorts. Kim M. Russell, 4th April 2023 Image by Marco Midmore on Unsplash For Day 4 of NaPoWriMo, we are writing triolets, an eight-line poem in which…

[dobaara]

warm summers and honeyed embraces by S.R.

napowrimo day 4 using @mercuriian 's prompts (x): ‘bright places’ (description in alt text)

[small-strong-bookish-butch]

Every year for NaPoWriMo I like to do a challenge called I Do NaPoWriMo, where on the 1st day and a handful of days after, I write 1-4 poems, and every other day I go "Fuck! I haven't written my poem today!!"

[pattytacuri]

Happy Poetry Month! Napowrimo-Day 4

Happy Poetry Month! Napowrimo-Day 4

[jenrogue]

#NAPOWRIMO PROMPTS 2024

Happy National Poetry Month! Here’s a list of 30 poetry prompts from Kat Savage and I that you can use every day in April as inspiration for a poem, short story, or scene! If you post one, use the hashtag #roguesavagepoetryprompts so we can see it! The Howl Echoes 1. QUIET RAGE 2. THIS IS WHAT YOU MADE ME 3. THE INJUSTICE OF IT 4. BARING TEETH, BRAZEN TRUTHS 5. GENTLE SKIN, WILD BONES 6.…

[amalgamationink]

NAPOWRIMO24 #20: Stonewall

[torrentialmonsoon]

The Sun Rays' Desire through hiding, at times the sun rays fall only then do desires convey. that your beauty never stops, soul never bows this beautiful youth, nightly conversations never stop; oh the things I have considered. conversations of sun rays desires, desires, desires life - your beacon, beacon, beacon. floods not stopping at edges your love not bare life not barren.

Kirnon ki khwaahish

Chhup chhup ke, kabhi kabhi pardhti hain kirnein jab kehti hai khwaahishein ke tumhari kabhi khoobsoorati na ruke, rooh na jhuke kabhi pyaari jawani, raat ki baatein na rukein; kya kya hum soch chuke. kirnon ki baatein khwaahishein, khwaahishein, khwaahishein zindagi tumhara charaaghe raah, charaaghe raah, charaaghe raah. salab kinaron tak na ruke pyaar tumhara kabhi na sookhe zindagi na sookh chuke.

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The prompt was to find a poem in another language, read it and compare how it sounds in your own language and write a poem from that. I chose KINRAYIJ, KAWAJ by Humberto Ak\'abal (Guatemalan poet), wrote it phonetically in Urdu to the best of my ability and then translated it to English.

[rustbeltjessie]

I love jazz! Oh, how I dig it; Like Miles Davis, “Blue in Green.” Night arrives, my mind goes twilit, I love jazz, oh. How I dig it. That modal mood makes my brain split. Some square cats say: “What do you mean?” I love jazz! “Oh, how?” I dig it. Like Miles Davis. Blue, in green.

—Jessie Lynn McMains, “Untitled (Jazz Triolet)” (NaPoWriMo 2023, Day 4; prompt from NaPoWriMo.net)

[maxwelldpoetry]

NaPoWriMo day 4, (04/04/2023) by maxwelldpoetry