I am participating in National Poetry Writing Month, where the goal is to write one poem a day for 30 days. During the month of April, I will be using the writing prompts at ReadWritePoem.org and posting the results.
Day seven prompt (nicknames)
Lets write today about nicknames. Do you have one? Is there something endearing or embarrassing that other people call you now or have in the past? Fess up! Do you refer to yourself by something other than your real name? For instance, I have been known to name some of the different aspects of my personality: Lola runs marathons and is generally a real go-getter, Ripsy parties with her girlfriends and Bernadette abandons her family and travels the globe with her writing pal Penelope. (See how creative you can get with names? If you dont have an alter-ego, invent one!)
You Hated When I Called You Stinky
(for my sister)
Really, you smelled like fresh
grass and daffodils. Sometimes,
like Cheerios. Your punches
tickled. A delicate pixie,
inventing songs, dancing
in family photos. You were afraid of ants.
You were a flitting faerie princess, and I
the jealous, short-haired tomboy.
I pondered a lot of possible directions for this poem. Should I talk about all the nicknames I use on my online journal, or maybe the fact that I've never really had a nickname? Finally, I remembered this childhood nickname, and the poem sprung out of it.
Pretty little girls hate being called Stinky.