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Wednesday 30 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Conclusion

Acrid, Dramatic, Quarantine.
  
MAY RAIN
The thunder and the lightning frightening as a quarantine ward. The acrid stench only dampened by a dramatic downpour of May rain. April showers are a thing of the past; I've been saying that for years.
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2014 CONCLUSION
Hope you enjoyed NaPoWriMo this year. This was my sixth year and probably the hardest for me. Writing thirty poems in thirty days is always a challenge and this bout was no exception. I suppose the best you can hope for is five or six decent pieces in the month, but this time I feel only maybe two or three of mine will ever be seen beyond these pages. But of course it’s the taking part that counts, and if you didn't do it this year, maybe you could give it a try next April.

My Conclusion from 2013

NaPoWriMo 2014 DayThirty

Day Thirty

WONDERFUL TIMES
After the highs come a rake of lows
Slow down and let those pills start to flow
To flow or not to fly that is the Western
Stern like Victorian laughter after

Wonderful times for all and sundry
Sun dry the washing it won't take too long
Longing to meet you let’s make it a date
Dates or figs we'll have wonderful times

Twenty fourteen is no mean year dot com
Come on in the water’s wet hold my towel
Two Wellington boots and a penny chew
Choose me first for fun in twenty fourteen
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My Day Thirty from 2013

Tuesday 29 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Nine

Day Twenty-Nine

HIS OR HEARSE
I should have told you before the fall
I didn't know you would react like that
Just because it’s set out like a little song
Doesn't mean that you can sing it to yourself

I wouldn’t dare to dream that I could do that
Not in a million years or three maybe more
So why do you think that you’re the special one
What is it that sets you apart makes you different

Everybody stumbles and falls and there’s no escape
We were born that way hard wired to failure
But there is an antidote if you really want to take it
It’s a bitter pill and hard to swallow but it’s the only way

You see there is only one way one road that leads you home
The other roads are cul-de-sacs dead ends that end in death
The time you spent going round in circles is already wasted
So which avenue which road will you take His or hearse
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My Day Twenty-Nine from 2013

Monday 28 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Eight

Day Twenty-Eight

INVISIBLE
Sitting in a glass cage standing
guards are waiting on the landing
to shoot an escapee on sight
No such thing misunderstanding

Waiting for the food to come
They've got to have some
No one knows how long they've been there
Squatting in that dark dark dome

They don’t have the gall to complain
No one cares about their pain
Invisible to all and sundry
But not to one another again
Repeat
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My Day Twenty-Eight from 2013

Sunday 27 April 2014

NaPoWriM0 2014 Day Twenty-Seven

Day Twenty-Seven

Wordle 158
Leave, Cheat, Chew, Branch, Channel, Beastly, Few, 
Cancer, Release, Speak, Become, Beading.

OLD OAK
Don’t ever leave me please don’t let me go
You know I didn't mean to cheat on you
Across the channel things were oh so slow
Don’t chew me up and spit me out my blue

I took a chance reached for the candle branch
I could become anything if I could fly
Release me from the hold you have carte blanche
Don’t speak to me of debts and courts to try

After all you beat the beastly cancer
And I’m right here with you back by your side
If only I really knew the answer
I do know that there is no place to hide

Under the coffin lid’s old oak beading
The chosen few need no help with reading
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My Day Twenty-Seven from 2013 

Saturday 26 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Six

Day Twenty-Six

WHY WON’T SHE
Why won’t she talk to me these days no more
Oregon is a long way from Ukraine
UK rain comes and goes comes much more though
Rough as the proverbial bear she waits

It’s Saturday morning time for shopping
Ping pong was never this much fun before
Oregon isn't all that far away

Say something please I’m not out to get you
You’re hurting me so much talk to me please
Easy over girl or sunny side up
Cup of coffee or tea or just some milk

Silk scarves and leather handbags from the shops
She hops along the street but still won’t talk
Walks the other way when she sees me why
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 My Day Twenty-Six from 2013

Friday 25 April 2014

NaPoWwiMo 2014 Day Twenty-Five

Day Twenty-Five

DIDDLE DUMPLINK
I found her this morning
And lost her this afternoon
Wondering why what went wrong
Wonderful as the sun and the moon

She looked like the real Diddle Dumplink
Even sounded pretty much like her too
Her English was better although I think 
She had to speak rather than teach it too

How could I be so careless what?
To lose such a beautiful bloom
Like bees around a honey pot
Somebody had to get stung soon

Not for the first time in this life
Have I felt the surgeons’ knife
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My Day Twenty-Five from 2013

Thursday 24 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Four

Day Twenty-Four
NaPoWriMo 2014

OVERHEARD
(IN THE BUS STATION)
Please do not smoke talk in the bus station
It is against the law to smoke talk
Smoking talking is a criminal offence
And offenders will be prosecuted

Please do not smoke think in the bus station
It is against the law to smoke think
Smoking thinking is a criminal offence
And offenders will be annihilated 
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My Day Twenty-Four from 2013

Wednesday 23 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Three

Day Twenty-Three
NaPoWriMo 2014

Happy St. Georges Day!

Poetic Flash Fiction in 51 Syllables

3WW
Adept, Edible, Viscous

THE DINNER PARTY
Dawn wanted to buy some edible art for her next dinner party. But when she asked her adept pet robot to go shopping, he refused. 'Dave, make him go!' she begged her husband, who was making a viscous mess.
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My Day Twenty-Three from 2013

Tuesday 22 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-Two

Day Twenty-Two
Earth Day

FOREVER
You are my song my sword and my pen
Whenever I call you are there for me
For me again and again forever
Forever and ever amen again

In the wilderness you hold my hand
And your words uplift me when I am dry
Try me I will be with you forever
Forever and ever amen again

Gaining paradise by grace through faith
Faithfully you will return so soon
Sooner or later I’ll be there too
Too many people think the earth is all

Call things from the rooftops if you must
Trust in something someone greater than you
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My Day Twenty-Two from 2013

Monday 21 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty-One

Day Twenty-One


A POSTCARD
When Dawn got a postcard from her ex boyfriend; she tried to hide it quick.
‘If Dave finds out about this,’ she told her pet robot, ‘I’ll be done for’.
Too late, Dave was out in the Batmobile loading his Kalashnikov’.
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My Day Twenty-One from 2013

Sunday 20 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twenty

Day Twenty

bones, twice, stolen, water, rocking, open, mess,
aches, bridge, sink, sway, limb, sharp

UNDER THE BRIDGE
Under the bridge I’d love to meet you again
But what a rotten mess I must confess
Though aches and pains cannot make me complain
You kissed me once you kissed me twice oh yes

Make no bones about it you will be mine
But when you read this letter don’t reply
Rocking back and forth in my arms next time
Under the bridge where jilted lovers cry

What is love if not stolen anyway?
And now’s the time for our love to be bold
The lies you told me once caused me to sway
Limb from limb sink or swim the water’s cold

My open arms are waiting for your love
Please don’t be sharp with me my turtle dove

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My Day Twenty from 2013

Saturday 19 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Nineteen

Day Nineteen

And now for today’s (optional) prompt. This is a bit silly, but it’s Saturday. I recently got a large illustrated guide to sea shells. There are some pretty wild names for sea shells. Today I challenge you to take a look at the list of actual sea shell names below, and to use one or more of them to write a poem. Your poem doesn't have to be about sea shells at all — just inspired by one or more of the names. Peruvian Hat, Snout Otter Clam, Strawberry Top, Incised Moon, Sparse Dove, False Cup-and-Saucer, Leather Donax, Shuttlecock Volva, Striped Engina, Tricolor Niso, Triangular Nutmeg, Shoulderblade Sea Cat, Woody Canoebubble, Ghastly Miter, Heavy Bonnet, Tuberculate Emarginula, Lazarus Jewel Box, Unequal Bittersweet, Atlantic Turkey Wing. Happy writing!
Here's mine:

TRICOLOR-NISO
Tupelo to Toronto
Torso tattoo
Telephone trio
Tornado too

Torpedo tombolo
Tempo thoro
Tuxedo to tango
Tarantino

Tokyo tomato
Trago telco
Turbo techno
Toledo tondo

Tricolour-niso
Tobacco thereto
Tremolo Tonto
Trigo typo

Two taco Tao
Terrazzo
Too taro tho
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My day Nineteen from 2013

Friday 18 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Eighteen

Day Eighteen

Good Friday

Jesus died for us
Camels through eyes of needles
By the grace of God

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My Day Eighteen from 2013

Thursday 17 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Seventeen

Day Seventeen


St. George’s Day (Patron saint of England)

BORNE AGAIN

Daffodil’s last breath
Siberian Easter wind
Borne again next spring

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My Day Seventeen from 2013

Wednesday 16 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Sixteen


Day Sixteen

3WW CCCLXIV
Animate, Impassioned, pervert

EVEN BRADFORD
Even Bradford looks nice if the sun is shining
But don’t take the bus to the Trafford Centre
To look at the marble floors
And the fossils that they've got there 
Some people say what they need to say
To pervert the course of justice
Perjury was never like that before 
Everywhere looks nice when the sun is shining
Even indoors except for cinemas 
Although it’s cold in the bunker 
They say that something comes before a fall
I think it was pride I hope that doesn't change
The impassioned plea I made to the judge and jury 
I bought some Brooklyn hot and spicy wings
From the nice lady at the street food stall 
To complement the fossils in the marble floor
Not wanting to animate the situation 
Never buy a house when the sun is shining
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My Day Sixteen from 2013 

Tuesday 15 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Fifteen

Day Fifteen

LILY LILY
Dungarees are blue Lily Lily
Ice cream is green
You look so cute Lily Lily
Much like a queen
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My Day Fifteen from 2013 

Monday 14 April 2014

NaPowriMo 2014 Day Fourteen

Day Fourteen

Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is a little something I’m calling “Twenty Questions.” The idea is to write a poem in which every sentence, except for the last one, is in the form of a question. That’s it! It can be as long or short as you like. The questions can be deep and philosophical (‘what is the meaning of life?’) or routine and practical (‘are you going to eat that?’). Or both!
Happy writing!

Here’s mine:

THE METAL GURU
Why do you come home so late at night
Have you got a bunker mentality
Do you believe I'm the metal guru
Are you obsessed with conspiracy theories
When will you tell me the things that you do
Will you come home for Christmas or Easter
Have you got money to pay for my fare
Do you want dinner at my place or yours
Are you a believer or out to deceive
When will you trust in the gods like I do
Will you arrive on the boat or the flight
Have you got answers to all of my questions
Do you want me to bring anything round
Are you in love with the daffs and the daisies
When will you tell me that our love is true
Will you stay over for more than one day
Have you got weapons if we have to fight
Do you want whiskey or beer or wine
Are you the one that is driving me crazy
When will the curry be ready to eat
You know that I love you enjoy this tonight
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My Day Fourteen from 2013

Sunday 13 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Thirteen

Day Thirteen

The Sunday Whirl – Wordle 155
 Swear Limbo Turns Briefly Chant Wrists Deeply
Moonlit Tumble Gaudy Papers Porcelain

DEEPLY INSANE
Whatever happened to the porcelain doll?
She won’t be in limbo for long
Somewhere under the Milky Way
She turns briefly and starts to chant
Up out into the cold moonlit night
Her foraged papers would suffice
Madly truly deeply insane
She’ll take a tumble soon I swear
He says rolling up a sleeve
To reveal his gaudy watch
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My Day Thirteen from 2013

Saturday 12 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Twelve

Day Twelve

PANCAKE FACE
Piranha baby
With her pancake face
The bib gang baby
In bandana lace

She drives me crazy
With her yellow skirt
Dotty as Daisy
In her hooded shirt

Pancakes for breakfast
Lunch dinner and tea
She’s growing so fast
My little Lily
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My Day Twelve from 2013 

Friday 11 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Eleven

Day Eleven
NaPoWriMo 2014

PAINTED YELLOW
It was like she was walking in the park
Not walking floating just hovering there
In her favourite place smelling the flowers
What colour are daises she asked again

White I told her before she remembered
Yes I can smell the dandelions too
She said and something else painted yellow
That’ll be the daffodils I told her

Wonderful she said looking for mushrooms
Her bottom lip twitching oh so slightly
An air of expectancy on her face
I think I've found a marigold she said

I walked towards the haunted house with her
When I woke up and turned round she was gone
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My Day Eleven from 2013 
Please click the back links on each post back to 2009 you won't be disappointed.

Thursday 10 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Ten

Day Ten
NaPoWriMo 2014

MOSCOW
With a pen she writes a note
Tells me that she loves me so
But she’s sailing on a boat
To Japan and Tokyo

Shake the blossom from the tree
Waiting for the summer sun
In the wind it blows so free
Spring has only just begun

Don’t you know she looks so young
With the blossom in her hair
And the ring right through her tongue
How I wish I could be there

Will I see her no not now
She won’t come back to Moscow
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My day Ten from 2013

Wednesday 9 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Nine

Day Nine

3WW CCCLXIII
Horrible
Listless
Moody

Here’s my attempt :

POMONA STRAND
Nothing could be more horrible than this
To sleep right through the barbershop quartet
And only dream that you blew me a kiss
My love for you is such I can’t forget

Although you call me fat and a foodie
I know that you don’t really mean to hurt
Nothing you can say can make me moody
Unless you shout you’re too big for your shirt

If I can keep awake right through the show
One day we’ll be together like we planned
And then the world will really really know
We'll walk along Pomona hand in hand

Oh but my listless lifestyle makes me sleep
And this causes my beautiful to weep
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My Day Nine from 2013

Tuesday 8 April 2014

NaPoWriMo 2014 Day Eight

Day Eight

And now for today’s (optional, as always!) prompt. Today, let’s rewrite a famous poem, giving it our own spin. While any famous poem will do, if you haven’t already got one in mind, why not try your own version of Cesar Vallejo’s Black Stone Lying on a White Stone? If you’re not exactly sure how such a poem could be “re-written,” check out this recent poem by Stephen Burt, which riffs on Vallejo’s. Happy writing!

I did my version of Shakespeare's sonnet 18


ON THE EIGHTH DAY
On the eighth day god created Manchester
More lovely than any place he made
Rough winds and rain to come before Easter
Summer’s over before the world cup’s played

And yet a heat wave has been forecast soon
The sick squid all rides free unfair funfair
This week the planets line up with the moon
It’s not coincidence that we’ll be there

But our eternal summer’s still to come
As everything around us fades away
Our fair ground at Platt Fields will still be fun
And the eternal tightrope will not fray

So long as we with third eye still can see
Enslave the queen and this gives life to me
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My Day Eight from 2013 

Monday 7 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day Seven

Day Seven

Today’s prompt is to write a love poem . . . but the object of the poem should be inanimate. You can write a love poem to your favorite pen, the teddy bear you had as a child (and maybe still have), or anything else, so long as it’s not alive! Happy writing.

THIS THING I LOVE
Try to get this under your skin
Don’t go mess with my anything
His blue suede shoes separate him
But what Hurdy Gurdy have I got

You think that I’m a closet what
This and this but you don’t know that
You got me thinking that I love my hat
When all I really want to do is sing

About the one thing that I am loving
And that’s a thing that’s only got one string
I wish that I could make it ding-a-ling
This thing I love is my guitar a lot
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My Day Seven for 2013

Here's a link to one I did earlier.

Sunday 6 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day Six

Day Six

TheSunday Whirl – Wordle 155
Strap Swing power tough diamond waterfall suspend unit zip detail barrier pleat

SEATTLE WASN'T LIKE THIS
She’s always had this thing about swing
String her from the lamppost suspend her there
Hear her scream about how tough things can be
Between lovers on the sea shore tonight

Right the devil’s in the detail making
Taking everything back to his unlit
Unit deep deep down in the dark blue sea
Seattle wasn't like this yesterday

Day after day I think about the strip
Strap it on my belt paint it on my lip
Zip under the barrier and pluck a
Pucker diamond from the waterfall

Almost done this whirl is fun to complete
Pleat and power I’ll leave her swinging there
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My Day Six from 2013

Saturday 5 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day Five

Day Five
NaPoWriMo 2014

LOTTO
You probably wouldn't play if you
didn't think that you would win one day
And every little win bolsters you up makes
you more determined to reach the finishing line

Fishing for pennies in my pocket
I know that it’s my turn next

I just need to concentrate on all those balls
cross my fingers tight behind my back
and pray to the god who knows my needs
Wake up and smell the smackeroonies

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My Day Five from 2013

Friday 4 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day Four

Day Four
NaPoWriMo 2014

Today’s optional prompt is to write a lune. 
I tried but it was a mind numbing exercise, so I threw this little flamethrower together instead.


PENDULUM GONE
Orange as her brightly painted toes
Shows no shows that come and go and went
Spent like the blue hue of candle light
Night after mellow yellow morning dew

Due to the time of day we try to swing
Bring on the pendulum gone crazy
Lazy as a Sunday afternoon
Tune up the old banjo red balloon

Soon it will be midnight and much too late
To skate and date and double date for fun
One or two of us will be left standing
Banging in the purple rain again

Insane as her bluntly pierced nose
Throws up all the money that she spent

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My Day Four from 2013

Thursday 3 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day Three

Day Three
NaPoWriMo 2014

Today’s prompt at NaPoWriMo - 

In keeping with today’s status as the third day of NaPoWriMo, I challenge you to write a charm – a simple rhyming poem, in the style of a recipe-slash-nursery rhyme. It could be a charm against warts, or against traffic tickets. It could be a charm to bring love, or to bring free pizzas from your local radio station.

Here’s my attempt :

OLD LADY MOON
Old Lady Moon she sang a tune
As she mixed up the pottage
Stir it out be rid of gout
She called from her cottage

She boiled it up into a cup
With a kilogram of sage
In went plums she banged the drums
And nobody knew her age
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My Day Three from 2013

Wednesday 2 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day Two

Day Two
NaPoWriMo 2014

Three Word Wednesday CCCLXXII

I did the prompt at 3WW
the words today were:
Gaunt
Decompose
Vile

Here's my attempt:

CASA BLANCA
It’s me that wants to paint the whole house white
Sally was right once you start you can’t stop
After the first wall it’s hook line and sinker
All that vile and peeling Mongolia gone

Gone to goodness knows where under the chair
Like the little mouse that the cat chased there
Gaunt and buried under three layers of paint
Pure brilliant white matt emulsion so clean

Gleaming like a Spanish Urbanization
Up my stairs and down in the old front room
Outside the masonry paint is gleaming too
I want to rename it Casa Blanca

Lancashire was never like this before
The little mouse begins to decompose
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My Day Two from 2013
And here's another piece about Sally.


Tuesday 1 April 2014

NaPoWriMo Day One

Day One
NaPoWriMo 2014

THIS OLD BENCH
I’m sitting on the old park bench
Watching the international buckshee
There’s a game for free here every night
Tonight it’s Somaliland v Turkey

It’s a big score and it’s not quite half time
Bored I start to read the bench graffiti
Jack Spratt loves Jill June Nineteen Sixty Nine
Fred 4 Freda punctuate it how you will

A mile up the road at Gold Trafford
Uni-ted are playing Bayern Munich
Want to go to the pub? Asks my neighbour
No thanks, I wouldn't cross the street to watch them

This old bench has seen a lot of action…
Clocked enough, going for a Ruby Murray

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