Here is today's prompt. I'm going to give it a shot:
Today’s prompt is a bit of a smorgasbord, and reflects the fact that we are at day seven. It asks you to write a poem with seven different phrases, ideas, or just plain old “things” in it. These are:
1) an example of synasthetic metaphor — one that describes one sensory perception using adjectives more naturally suited to a different sense (e.g., “a red noise,” or a “a bitter touch”)
2) a fruit
3) the name (first or last) of someone you k
When I was in high school, I took an AP English course. In our poetry section, I was introduced to the villanelle, an interesting poetic form. The poem we read was "Do not go gentle into that good night" by Dylan Thomas. It remains, to this day, my favorite poem ever.
We also were given the assignment of writing our own villanelles; everyone liked mine but I lost it ages ago, and anyway I should write a fresh one as it's NaPoWriMo, not "Show off Poems You Wrote Ages Ago Month."
So here I g
Poem 1: Much Younger Men
I don't see how
Age matters in the end
Isn't it maturity
That makes all the difference?
If that's the case,
Then I'm not a cougar
Because everybody knows
I'm the least mature of all.
Poem 2: Treetops
Sunshine, warm and bright
Birdspecks lofting high
Wondrous is the sight
Of trees beneath the sky
Poem 3: Delicious Terror
This delicious terror
Welling up in me
Tastes of adrenaline
Of racing breath,
Pounding heart,
Fear of life-ending death;
Thrilling