Here are some more poems I’ve written this month so far! I usually try again with prompts I find interesting, and leave room for revisiting concepts I like. And I hope you like these!

For more inspiration, visit the official National Poetry Writing Month blog!

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Today’s prompt is to tell a tall tale… I took this opportunity to dabble into some of my favorite concepts.

The Grey Princess

Scientists call xir an
Anomaly.
Somehow born and lost to time,
Xie managed to find the way
Here, but
Not ‘sideways’
As our Dancers do.
Romantics swear xie
Flew from on high;
Patterns reveal
Higher dimensions
of stark
Contrasts.

Xie’s rarely seen straying
From those silver gates:
Guarding against
Darkness and Light
Burning through.

Sometimes,
Witnesses glimpse
A shift of rainbow.
The locale claims
It’s a promise fulfilled;
Your heart becomes unbreakable
If the sword
Erupts from xir chest
And you can see the jewel.

If the stars align, just so,
Like a tower,
Xie could see you.
Politeness is paramount.
Ask and answer–
But not for long.

This one, to get it out of my head

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There were bright colors in my fear.
Once I am lured in by song
The movie slowly turned,
Entrenched by darker hues
Falling from the shadows of malevolent flight.
There’s nothing delicate
In fighting back, this time.
Retaliation brutal as my nightmares.
Night fell deeper.
Vespertine fled and I screamed
Sorrow
For empty victory
Grief
For the hanged in memory
Rage
For justice, failed.

Today’s Prompt, Ode to a mundane ordinary everyday things

Bluetooth

Here’s to Bluetooth!
I used to be wary
And we used to make fun,

But it’s there
when I need
To tune out the outside world
And appease the
songs stuck in my head,
Or listen to speedrunning history
Instead of stalled traffic.
With speakers better than
My phone’s
I’m gently lulled to sleep;
The nostalgic nightscape
Sounds real.

And on two different screens
I track my sleep-hours
Along with
My steps and
I can see my goals
Quantified and obtainable.

But I’ll never
Connect
My toaster.
There are
no wires or dongles
to ruin,
But we can still make fun of
The Internet of Things
And be wary of that.

I wrote it this morning, and it just so happened to also fall into today’s prompt: “a poem that centers around an encounter or relationship between two people (or things) that shouldn’t really have ever met.“

As for the others out-of-order, I’ll post those over the weekend (if I can remember to schedule it!).

You are really here!
Sit down; I have much to tell you.
My mother is/was/will be a huge fan of yours;
Your voice will save galaxies.
Um,
Excuse the confusion
While I slow down time and explain:

She died, my mom.
But, she rebuilt herself,
Modeled her hair after yours.
And we’d listen to your songs all the time.
I inherited her love.

I see we’re to be joined by your friends
So I’ll be quick–
You inspire so many,
To the point where someone’s kid
Falls backward in time
Just to meet you.
Because you never gave up.
The sadness and pain are merely fire.

The iced tea is sweating.
In short: a necklace token
To use in the future;
I love you.

Now finished,
I’ll snap my fingers.
Time will resume
And you won’t remember
Any of this,
Not yet.