Day 25 NaPoWriMo
Because it’s a Saturday, I have an (optional) prompt for you that takes a little time to work through — although you can certainly take short-cuts through it, if you like! The prompt, which you can find in its entirety here, was developed by the poet and teacher Hoa Nguyen, who asks you to use a long poem by James Schuyler as a guidepost for your poem. (You may remember James Schuyler from our poetry resource for Day 2.) This is a prompt that allows you to sink deeply into another poet’s work, as well as your own.
My phone vibrates as it usually does first wake up call at bay
Morning sunlight giving the first strong rays of the day
The first “good morning” came in along with my sip of coffee blend
Damn! it’s actually hot, “oh, dear Cappucino are you a foe or a friend?”
My dearest phone is at its prime, in the morning
Another message just in “how are you with COVID coping?”
How do we suppose to answer such a question without knowing?
“How are you?” an old friend pops in with strings of messages
“You surprise me” I butt in, “how long has it been?”, I’m speechless
Strings of conversations go on and on
Until one says “be back when I am done”
Opps, I almost forget about my coffee on the tabletop
Damn, now it’s cold I just need to make a new cup
Another cup, another stop of what’s supposed to be
This morning I have so much to do, I will be busy as a bee
It’s day twenty -five for NaPoWriMo and the prompt is making me crazy
Rhyming words alone is insane much more having prompts daily
I don’t know what’s with me on that April fool’s day
I write my first poem to commence, I say
My first attempt on the annual “30 days, 30 poems”, I am competitive
A challenge for the brilliant and smart, or just simply creative
“What do you see?” by the lovely Sadje is another prompt
That’s every Monday I stop by and make a duet as I stomp
Calmkate’s Friday fun is witty and indeed fun to write
That is every Friday, ‘though time zone difference is at sight
Maria, Jade, and Rosema are three brilliant
hosts
Instagram is making a cross over through these poets
Truth must I tell, fun in writing challenges is nothing
In comparison to the lessons and discoveries, I am learning
I am on my second cup and yet again, no longer hot
As I want my coffee to be, but write I must or I’ll forget
What my heart and thoughts say, I don’t want to skip
For every challenge, I write is every bleeding pain I keep
These and many more are just distractions of the real score
That my daily grind appears worse than anything in store
As COVID 19 worsen everywhere around the globe
Whatever happens to the world we so long dearly love?
Another point to ponder as I scribble with my pen I wonder
When will this ever end, and be in loving arms with each other?
P.S
I mentioned the following:
Jade of https://jademwong.wordpress.com/2020/04/23/poetry-moonlit-love/
Rosema of https://areadingwritr.wordpress.com/and
Maria of https://mariawenttotown15.wordpress.com/
Calmkate of Kates Friday fun -sailing https://aroused.blog/2020/04/25/friday-fun-sailing/
Sadje of https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2020/04/20/what-do-you-see-25-13-april-2020-2/
michnavs 