Welcome to my NaPo thread! Here I will be posting anything poetry-related for NaPo! This might include my poems (which most of will have a natural them), poetry jams I'm in, and maybe even a cool little contest! Anyways I hope you enjoy your time here!
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COMMENTS ARE WELCOME!
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"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
You roamed this land, You lived this land, You knew this land. But overall, You loved this land. You cherished every minute you had. But now you are in a better place. A place where you can run again, A place where you can see all of your loved and lost ones. Your daughter that died at the age of eight. And your husband who died almost a decade before you. Eventually, I will be there with you but until then. Grandma. I hope you are having the time of your life!
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"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
Damp. and fresh. That's the smell of rain. My hair is droopy, and drops roll along my water-coated face. Down my eyes, down my nose, down my chin. Each time one speeds up I cringe. "That's it," I say. "That's it."
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"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
hi there, NaPo buddy!!! :D I think I've said this before, but I love your thread title-- "Poetree House" is such an awesome pun! XD The photo in your first post is super cool too; that treehouse looks so fun! (haha an unintentional rhyme there ^-^) I also really enjoyed reading your first poem, "A Better Place," and it's so wonderful that you wrote it in honor of your great grandma. And "Damp" was super neat to read too! I liked the slant rhyme with "chin" and "cringe," and I thought the ending was pretty funny! It made me wonder what the narrator would do next-- maybe wipe their face and shake a fist at the sky? Or maybe grumble and get an umbrella? XD Overall these poems are fantastic and I'm excited to read your next ones too!! C:
Thanks so much @Spearmint! For both the nice comments and helping me with the links! You and @MomoMajesty are the best NaPo buddies I could've asked for!
"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
A poem about forest fires and the destruction they cause.
Forest Fire
Everything has vanished, turned to ash. Nothing remains. Not a single tree, not a single plant from our garden, not a single wall from our house. Smoke fills the air and everything is grey. How did this all come from the thing the fuels us? Why has the sun betrayed me like this? Why has it taken away so much?
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"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
A poem about friendship. Both its struggles and its benefits.
Friendship is a Dandelion
Friendship is like a dandelion. It is a beautiful sight to behold. But can be blown away very easily. You have to shelter it and protect it try not to get distracted. And if you can accomplish this, Your friendship will bloom fantastically.
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"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
Fog. What a misty mystery. It hides everything around it, nothing can be seen. All is an enigma, What is to know? It suffocates you, Closterphobia galore! Because in the deep fog you wonder all your life.
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"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
Axes are being polished. Battles are brewing. Come! and Derive them we shall. Even if it takes an eternity we will win. Freedom will be ours! Grace shall not be given! Hand me my sword! It is time to attack. Justice will be served. Kendal. I Lost you Many years ago and Not a moment has passed where I don't think of you. Onward! We are Prepared! Quickly! We must charge before they come Riding on their Stallions! To victory! They Underestimated their opponents and died in Vain. They lost. There opponents Won. XYLOPHONE! Are You wondering why I said that? This Zebra will explain.
Spoiler
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XD Sorry this was so random! I hope it made for a good laugh though!
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Ah well done tackling an abecedarian! I can never get mine to make sense all the way to the end when you get to that tricky letters, but yours really had some nice threads of continuity.
I think you did a great job getting emotion into that forest fires poem too - by personifying the fire, in particular "Why has the sun betrayed me like this? / Why has it taken away so much?" Ah <33 !! A lot of anger / sadness in those lines, and it's pretty interesting for a person to blame the fire as if it were a person too.
The continuing thread of nature between them all is nice in connecting the different poems, and I think the theme you've chosen thankfully has a lot of variety / diversity to explore all month! Good luck for the rest of your NaPo journey, strong start!
you should know i am a time traveler & there is no season as achingly temporary as now
Life is like a story. There are twists and turns around every page. Who knows what will happen? Maybe you could fight a dragon! Or. Maybe just a sibling. You could climb Mount Everest! Or. Maybe just your favorite sledding hill. You could fight in world war two! Or. Maybe just a nerf battle with all your friends. But either way, there will be lots of adventure. Lots of fun. And lots of imagination.
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"Writing is a place where you can be who you are."
Some people stay in the border. Not me. I break the limits that are put on me. I color outside the lines with my golden marker in hand. I ride in the leather saddle of wonder with freedom as my driver. Nothing can hold me. Not the deepest cave. Not the highest cloud. Not even a cage made of pure diamond. I still follow the law. And most of the rules, But I don't let them define me. I let them join me, I let them come along for the ride. Though the wheel always stays in my grasp.
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Very well; I hear; I admit, but I have a voice too, and for good or evil mine is the speech that cannot be silenced. — Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness
