. Someday when I’m free, I’ll blossom like the gibbous From the waning crescent face. And set my colors raging Upon the whispering world. . Someday when I’m free, I’ll cease to stare at…
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The prompt given by the official NaPoWriMo site: Write a poem about something mysterious and spooky. Well, I did warn about a few poems being bad. Now here is the worst of the deal.…
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The prompt given by the official NaPoWriMo site: A poem of gifts and joy. Well, here we are. I don’t know about joy, but this poem definitely talks about gifts, only… from a very…
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The prompt given by the official NaPoWriMo site: A poem that achieves sadness through simplicity. So here I am, writing something in simple words – which happens to so not be my style. Yet,…
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The prompt given by the official NaPoWriMo site: instruction on how to do something. So, this poem isn’t exactly ”instruction” instruction – but it is about how to be strong. The ‘instructions’ are interspersed…