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NaPoWriMo: Day 13

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 thirteen prompt (words, words, words)


Try to incorporate as many (or as few) of the below words into a poem.



A group of words to use in a poem


Acute, green, briny, room, pool, changeling, singularity, jubilant, impugn, hotel


To this I added my sister's list of 50 words and used them ALL.



1. blue
2. star
3. flow
4. ecstatic
5. universe
6. truth
8. commitment
10. sparkling
11. river
12. radiant
13. gift
14. wild
15. animal
17. verdant
18. sylvan
19. self
20. reassure
21. companion

22. educate
23. velvet
24. lush
25. shining
26. familial
27. contemplate
28. peaceful
29. wave
30. wander
31. journey

32. crimson
33. fire
34. rustle
35. assess
36. innocence
37. rescue
38. collaboration
39. feather
40. soft
41. shadow
42. meaning
43. forty-
     three
44. sea
45. meadow
46. elementary
47. knowledge
48. whisper
49. bang
50. golden

Yes, she did skip No. 9, but I more than made up for it by including the words from ReadWritePoem.org.




There is Nothing Good nor Bad But Thinking Makes it So


The red "V" on my forehead, my mom said,
indicated I was a changeling. Armed
with this knowledge, as others rustled
paper in elementary rooms, I contemplated
my own truth: a blue-star world of
feathered meadows and wild gifts. I
wandered, as my sylvan self, through
books tucked between pages of homework.


I sought to educate myself on my
lush familial home, with faeries as
radiant companions, romping in golden shadow.
I rode an ecstatic wave, destined to break
into briny pools. How was I to know
it was only a sparkling hotel of my making?


My animal friends flowed with me
across whisper seas of soft green velvet;
rescued me from forty-three months
of acute school boredom. How was I to know
this shining, jubilant journey, which had
reassured me in my innocence, that peaceful,
verdant world, would be robbed
of meaning, impugned
by a crimson singularity?
A collaboration of fire, words
that assessed my commitment: Hey,
nerd, what are you reading
? And thus,
my elven universe
collapsed with a bang.


 


My sister sent me this list for the 50-word prompt earlier this month, but I didn't get in time to use it then. While that exercise called for us to use only the words that really spoke to us, in this case, I decided to challenge myself and use them all. Since my sister sent me very evocative, lyrical words, I thought immediately of a childhood books on faerieland, from which this poem stems.


Moral:
Borrowed words lead to fresh ways of thinking.




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