Day 18: Write a poem without any end rhyme, only internal rhyme.
Love is free
Like a dove that fly
Hard, it is
Save your jarred heart
Just stay true
and take the blue away
Day 18: Write a poem without any end rhyme, only internal rhyme.
Love is free
Like a dove that fly
Hard, it is
Save your jarred heart
Just stay true
and take the blue away
Day 17: Write a poem that employs a rhyme scheme. It can be a poem in verse or not. “Tell it slant” or not.
Eeenie minie moe,
It’s you i love most
Itsy bitsy tiny toe,
It’s in you i got lost
Twinkle twinkle little foe,
It’s fate our stars crossed
(Source: lovequotesrus, via multipliedbyyou)
Today my first love has completely come to an end.
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Day 16: Spend some time with a favorite poem (written by someone else). Write a poem in response to (or in dialogue with) that poem.
by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the Earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray.
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Life has so much to offer
as this poem made my heart softer
Sometimes, it’s the little things that matter
and only God can make an alter
Day 15: Rewrite (“regenerate”) any poem you wrote in the first two weeks of the 30dpc. (see rigormort.us if you’d prefer to regenerate someone else’s poetry…).
First twist of fate
The lap of death
is a taste of chocolate,
bittersweet.
The key
to pass eternity
Is the faith
that you are not going nowhere
His skin is cold
It wears white
like pearls
His eyes closed
Free from all the drop
of pain
Rewritten from: http://www.rigormort.us/2012/05/the-first-twist-of-grief-aj-huffman.html
Day 14: Write a bad poem; make it as lousy as you can, do everything wrong. Let yourself be awful.
today i’m bored
bored to death
la la la
i’m writing this poem
don’t mind this
better buy candies
Day 13: Write a short poem that a child would like.
Close-open
Close-open
Little girl, little girl
Give that a whirl
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
Little girl, little girl
Fall asleep
Day 12: Tell your life story in 6 words (see smithmag.net for more on this … ).
Dreamer, Believer, Still Waiting for Happily-ever-after