April 30th - Last day of Challenge - HURRAH!

[Luce]

Yes, folks. This is the last prompt which will round up April 2017 Poetry Month.

It's been great participating in it besides having the pleasure of reading such cool new stuff from others on a daily basis.

Sooo...without further ado, here's the NaPoWriMo prompt for April 30th: Write a poem about something that happens again and again (kind of like NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo).It could be the setting of the sun, or your Aunt Georgia telling the same story at Thanksgiving every single year. It could be the swallows returning to Capistrano or how, without fail, you will lock your keys in the car whenever you go to the beach. Full April 30th entry click on http://www.napowrimo.net/

Alternative Prompts:

1. Caught Red-Handed: Write about being caught doing something embarrassing.

2. A Day in the Life: Write about your daily habits and routine.

3. April: A poem about the month of April

Luce

[Luce]

Prompt: April Poem –

[center]Spring Snowstorm

On
April 30th,
the snow
filled the streets
and tulip cups.

On our way home,
we saw the roses
shrouded
with snow

Luce[/center]

[Antcliff]

How about three cheers for Luce...for putting up the prompts!

Hip, hip.....

Good stuff.

Best,
Seth

[Ros]

Yep, well played Luce!

[JJWilliamson]

Prompt: Things that occur day after day

Bed Time

He counts eighteen stairs
and recoils from the moon.
Wraiths and vampires sense
tears in ducts, lust
for the stench of sweat.

Dark corners of an Edwardian room
hide toxic spittle, as slaver
smears malicious lips.
The crackle of tortured cartilage
bleeds panic into breath.

Shadows smother banister rails,
prey upon terror's invention,
secure as the pillow's comfort
and the duvet's iron shield.

He knows how they strike
and where they lurk.
He waits for them;
he waits.

[JJWilliamson]

What a lovely elevenie, Luce. Simple, accessible and very engaging. Really enjoyed reading this poem.

AND might I add my two penneth to the comments. Good job and well done!

30 poems in 30 days. Who'd a thowt. (who would have thought)

JJ

[Crayon]

How about three cheers for Luce...for putting up the prompts!

Hip, hip.....

... HOO-manythanksLuceforallyourgreatprompts-RAY!

Luce, nice minimalist poems, but I feel I should point out that you're not using the format for 'elevenie' poems that NaPoWriMo described on day 23:
"The first line is one word, a noun. The second line is two words that explain what the noun in the first line does, the third line explains where the nound is in three words, the fourth line provides further explanation in four words, and the fifth line concludes with one word that sums up the feeling or result of the first line's noun being what it is and where it is."

[Crayon]

[Luce's prompt: April]


Stirring Dull Roots

April is the cruellest month, apparently;
or so we were told in English Lit.

It's a wasteland, I think Miss Senior said,
and then she read and read and read;
sat on her desk in a blouse thinner
than last term; a shorter skirt, her knees
a little further apart, and the spring sun
illuminating everything in-between.

Cruel? Well, maybe for the unlucky boys
at the back; but hardly a wasteland.

[Luce]

How about three cheers for Luce...for putting up the prompts!

Hip, hip.....

... HOO-manythanksLuceforallyourgreatprompts-RAY!

Luce, nice minimalist poems, but I feel I should point out that you're not using the format for 'elevenie' poems that NaPoWriMo described on day 23:
"The first line is one word, a noun. The second line is two words that explain what the noun in the first line does, the third line explains where the nound is in three words, the fourth line provides further explanation in four words, and the fifth line concludes with one word that sums up the feeling or result of the first line's noun being what it is and where it is."

Oh crap. You're right Crayon. I just remembered 22 words/10 lines/2 stanzas. Oh well, at best it's a minimalist poem about April.

Will take off the elevenie label though.

Thanks.

Luce

[Luce]

Thanks guys. It was a pleasure doing the prompts.

JJ - Your poem. Things that get repeated - for a werewolf!! Brillant. Must be a drag for him and a definite dent on his social life.

Reminds me of an old B/W "B" movie "Abbott and Costello meets Frankenstein" (and the Werewolf and Dracula).

Chick Young: What's the matter?
Larry Talbot: I know you'll think I'm crazy, but... in a half-an-hour the moon will rise and I'll turn into a wolf.
Wilbur Grey: Huh! You and 20 million other guys!

Crayon - You naughty, naughty boy. Love the link to "The Wasteland".

Luce

[JJWilliamson]

Hey Luce

I've just read Bed Time again and it does read that way, doesn't it. A werewolf with wraiths and vampires
and gruesome goings on. It's actually about a child who's scared of the dark and some of the terrible things
associated with that fear. The imagination invents a grisly scenario. All in the mind but real for the child.
Every night it's the same drama when the lights are switched off. I like the idea of a werewolf poem, though.

Thanks again for keeping us going with your prompts and comments. The exchange has been more than worthwhile.
It was tougher than I imagined. Not so much the writing but the getting started.

All the best

JJ

[JJWilliamson]

[Luce's prompt: April]


Stirring Dull Roots

April is the cruellest month, apparently;
or so we were told in English Lit.

It's a wasteland, I think Miss Senior said,
and then she read and read and read;
sat on her desk in a blouse thinner
than last term; a shorter skirt, her knees
a little further apart, and the spring sun
illuminating everything in-between.

Cruel? Well, maybe for the unlucky boys
at the back; but hardly a wasteland.

Hilarious, clever and wonderfully perceptive. Boys have a knack of being boys.
Girls are the same, you know, they just keep it amongst themselves. You should
hear the things my wife and her friends used to say about their male teachers.
Curled my ears it did. When I discovered my college nickname I nearly fell
off my chair. I taught predominantly, but not exclusively, female groups.
AND they were young adults. The things people scrutinize.

JJ

[Crayon]

Prompt: Things that occur day after day

Bed Time

He counts eighteen stairs
and recoils from the moon.
Wraiths and vampires sense
tears in ducts, lust
for the stench of sweat.

Dark corners of an Edwardian room
hide toxic spittle, as slaver
smears malicious lips.
The crackle of tortured cartilage
bleeds panic into breath.

Shadows smother banister rails,
prey upon terror's invention,
secure as the pillow's comfort
and the duvet's iron shield.

He knows how they strike
and where they lurk.
He waits for them;
he waits.

JJ - Good one. Great atmosphere. I'd switch around the order of "how they strike" and "where they lurk". Perhaps: 'gothic room'?

It reminds me of Newt's line in 'Aliens': "We'd better get back cause it'll be dark soon and they mostly come at night. Mostly."

[Crayon]

Crayon - You naughty, naughty boy. Love the link to "The Wasteland".

Luce - Thank you; glad that my demeaning of 'The Waste Land' is affective.

Hilarious, clever and wonderfully perceptive. Boys have a knack of being boys.
Girls are the same, you know, they just keep it amongst themselves. You should
hear the things my wife and her friends used to say about their male teachers.
Curled my ears it did. When I discovered my college nickname I nearly fell
off my chair. I taught predominantly, but not exclusively, female groups.
AND they were young adults. The things people scrutinize.

JJ - Wow, thank you. Pleased that it rang a bell for you. Come on; tell us your college nickname.

Miss Senior was truly my English teacher; although we didn't do 'The Waste Land', or any poetry that I can recall. We did 'Of Mice and Men' and 'Macbeth', and I was given the part of Macduff to read out loud. Miss Senior clearly knew a hero when she saw one. I probably should have proposed to her.

[bodkin]

An off-series prompt again:

http://www.ianbadcoe.uk/2017/05/nepowri ... there.html

[JJWilliamson]

An off-series prompt again:

http://www.ianbadcoe.uk/2017/05/nepowri ... there.html

You DID IT!!

Hat's off to you for persevering, Ian. It's been a great exercise and challenge.
I like your style.

JJ