NaPM 2016 Day 30 -- the end is here!
Many thanks to milo and the good folk at Pig Pen Poetry for a fantastic month of inspiration and enjoyment. Topic 30: Write a poem about things ending Form: any Line requirements: 8 lines or more It ends
with a whimper
a simper
a Möbius stripper
a tripper
with coins on his eyes
a sunflower spiral surprise
a caramel camel
in painted enamel
and three kinds of burger with fries
one orientation
without aberration
one nation
with infinite
lies #NaPM2016 #ending #
NaPM 2016 Day 29
Topic 29: Write a poem inspired by jumbling famous song lyrics or just inspired by a favourite song.
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more In Containers
I can tell, from pictures in magazines
and images flashed across our screens
that there is a mould, golden and glorious,
slender, unblemished, with teeth white
and booty black and breasts pointing at the sky.
This is success, pressed out on an assembly line
from which we have fallen. We are factory seco
NaPM 2016 Day 28
Topic 28: a poem inspired by memory loss.
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more
Get involved for free at www.pigpenpoetry.com Cantata
A devil was dancing to elegant tunes,
a moonlight sonata for one,
when over the strains of the soft violin
a beat bittersweet was begun.
The flames sighed and sickened, the dance lost its way,
the glow faded out of the skies,
the beat bittersweet played its siren song to
the devil with tears in its eyes.
The faded gr
NaPM 2016 Day 27
Topic 27: Write a poem inspired by the weather or the whether, whichever.
Form : any Line requirements: 8 lines or more Get involved for free at Pig Pen Poetry Wind No matter your station, by birth or by wealth, no matter your weight or your gender, you cannot avoid it by bribe, lie or stealth, the role of the farting offender. It levels all men by the virtue of stink and women, though they might deny it; some folk pass them out with no hint of a blink while others, disgust
NaPM 2016 Day 26
Topic 26: Write a poem from the point of view of an anti-hero, an adversary, a bad guy, etc.
Form : any Line requirements: 8 lines or more
Get involved for free at Pig Pen Poetry Before the fall I think I could have loved her
as my father loved my mother
though my mother loved another
so it's said
And my mother, my creator
knew that Ned could implicate her
so the Hand, now branded traitor
lost his head
Now I see sweet Sansa crying
and it's rather gratifying
ho
NaPM 2016 Day 25
Topic 25: Write a poem inspired by a murder
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more Get involved for free at Pig Pen Poetry Home The alley is silent. Rain glistens on concrete
and tar, stretching shadows beneath a single light.
She served drinks in the club until midnight. Still
in her stockings and heels, she walks home along
familiar streets, unconcerned. This is her city.
She turns into the alley, a shadow moves, she screams.
This only happens on the scr
NaPM 2016 Day 24
Topic 24: Write a poem inspired by a movie
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more Get involved for free at www.pigpenpoetry.com No Redemption
Behind the woman is a wall
upon which she, two-dimensional, must abide
in silence. Men see flesh and are moved
to covet, but will not challenge he who
already possesses her. But he
is not those men. He uses her for misdirection,
discards her when she has served her time,
moves on to the next. Gradually, the wall
and
NaPM 2016 Day 23
Topic 23: Write a poem inspired by something terrible happening
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more Get involved for free at www.pigpenpoetry.com Saturday's Soldiers Raiders, invaders, you ran your sheep
and cattle across our sacred land,
built sheds upon our bora grounds
and kept us from our past.
Wiradjuri we, born free
to die as you please. You
spread your disease, you rape
and you maim, you plunder
and poison and pass us the blame.
Windradyne r
NaPM 2016 Day 22
Topic 22: Write a poem about losing something or about something you have lost
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more Get involved for free at www.pigpenpoetry.com Foundations The day Isaac Asimov died
I knew that my childhood had passed
the friends in the books I'd amassed
would nevermore speak. Horrified,
I went to the school I'd just left
the day Isaac Asimov died
straight into the staffroom; bereft
my teacher and I sat and cried
No, physics does not t
NaPM 2016 Day 21
Topic 21: Write a poem about chickens - alive chickens, dead chickens, crossing the road, laying, chicken fights, etc. Write a poem inspired by chickens.
Form : any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more
Get involved for free at www.pigpenpoetry.com Eggs On Sundays we have eggs
as our contempt for hens demands
we eat the children they’re denied
singing all about the sunny side
the funny side
is, deep within her box
the hen just goes on pecking
looking out across t