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Around the Bend - NaPoWriMo 2022 - 2. Chapter 2 - #8-14
#8
April stole March’s lion
And stuffed it into a cage
Where it snarls and gnashes its teeth
Roaring with rage
Desperate for escape
So it can lie down with the lamb.
Prompt: More Poems of the Months Write a poem to or about a specific month. Maybe write a month poem each month over the coming year.
#9
The bird spreads its wings against the windstorm,
Staring defiantly into its eye,
Daring it to sever the tether suspending it in midair
Like a kite
The Wind Prompt: Write a poem about or involving the wind. Go a bit cosmic or absurd. Tangle time up, or give wind a voice.
#10
A Melting Pot of Metaphors
The couch potato got cold feet
When confronted by the night owl with a heart of gold.
“A late bloomer never gets the worm,” he hooted.
“I’m not out to pasture yet,” replied the spud.
“Does the Pope shit in the woods?” snarked the owl.
“That’s a bear, you idiot. You’re tangling your webs!”
“Whatever. Just get your lazy ass off the couch
And chase the rainbow.”
“You mean make the coffee?”
“Duh.”
Extended Metaphor Prompt: Third Round Let your poem develop one central extended metaphor.
#11
Steh auf!
Wenn die Zeit zu kurz ist.
Steh auf!
Wenn der Wind dich umhaut.
Steh auf!
Um den Regen anzuschreien.
Steh auf!
Um durch den Sturm zu rennen.
Steh auf!
Um am Ende des Regenbogens zu tanzen.
Get up!
When time is too short.
Get up!
When the wind knocks you down.
Get up!
To shout at the rain.
Get up!
To run through the storm.
Get up!
To dance at the end of the rainbow.
Inspired by “Steh’ auf, wenn du am Boden bist” by Die Toten Hosen
#12
Du besuchst mich in meinen Träumen
Ich streichle dein schwarzes Fell
Schnurr, schnurr
Und ich fühle ein bisschen Ruhe
You visit me in my dreams
I stroke your black fur
Purr, purr
And I feel a little peace.
#13
Sometimes we don’t realize
The impact someone had in our lives
Until they’re gone.
Dedicated to K.
#14
Robin peeks through glass
Tapping a rhythmic greeting
Visit from heaven
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