“Don’t get it right – get it WRITTEN!” ― Lee Child
NaPoWriMo Day 31
Whether or not you wrote in rhyme
wrote mostly junk or something sublime
writing every day is hardly a crime
and though you didn’t earn a dime
here’s hoping you had a marvelous time!
“To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the music the words make.” ― Truman Capote
Thank you Brendan McBreen for contributing some wonderful, challenging prompts for NaPoWriMo 2018. Use and re-use these prompts anytime, anywhere.
“Dance above the surface of the world. Let your thoughts lift you into creativity that is not hampered by opinion.” ― Red Haircrow
Keep Reading and Reading and Reading and Writing!
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“That’s all we have, finally, the words, and they had better be the right ones.” ― Raymond Carver
Here are my poems written from prompt 29 and prompt 30.
My poem for prompt 29, which involves finding someone else’s laundry in the dryer
Stormy’s Laundry
By Christopher J. Jarmick
Dear Stormy,
I leave this worn but still provocative 38 double d
lace bra for you, pinned to this board
in hopes you will soon be
back. I had to prove I’m no liar
(and for the record I don’t know Comey)
but I do have everything you left in the dryer.
I’ll keep it all for a week or so
And then I’m sure my wife will say
either those clothes or she will go.
I’ll donate them soon, so please
if you give me mine, I’ll give you yours.
No questions asked, which ain’t easy
because based on the volume of lacy pretty things
which seems to prove your profession is a little bit hipper
than being an accountant. I mean all the frills and strings
clearly means you must be a professional stripper.
However you are not out of luck
as I figure this wardrobe costs more than a buck
or two than what I wore when I was here today
a quite memorable one for me, I now must say.
Here’s hoping you’ll notice something is amiss
And soon return here to find this,
your lost bra and a little note from
Chris.
My Prompt 30 poem – something old, new, borrowed and blue
And still we wait
By Christopher J. Jarmick
He’s Baudelaire drunk
on Ferlinghetti’s poetic blue America
where politicians return to representing the people,
including the rich, the poor, the recent immigrants and the homeless.
We were caught in a storm but all is calm for now.
Be still. Breathe in, look
beyond the shimmering nova light.
Let the hopes, dreams and ideals
wash away the dirt of the journey.
We write louder than hate and now
several of us are throwing bottles with notes in them
into the oceans believing our imaginations will inspire one to ask;
what are these words worth, William, tell
us this love, this wisdom is also part of the real America we have waited for.