Today, we challenge you to try this out yourself by writing a list poem in which all the items are made-up names. If band names don’t inspire, how about a list of titles for romantic novels? Or new television cop dramas?
I thought today’s challenge was going to be quite difficult, but I actually found it very entertaining and pretty easy. Not sure if this counts as a poem but it sure is a list. Of course, as a hopeless romantic I chose to feature titles of romantic novels. Some novels by Jane Austen, Colleen Hoover, and Renée Carlino, as well as Micalea Smeltzer and one novel by Jasinda Wilder which is in my ever growing to be read pile.
I was his Pride and Prejudice. Meanwhile, he thought he was Finding Cinderella. Never Never was this true. For it was Too Late, to long he had been Losing Hope. But I kept Falling Under Before We Were Strangers. Maybe Someday, we too could have our November 9 and our Rae of Sunshine. Hopefully, we would never reach our Point of Retreat and would be Slammed by more than just a Sweet Thing. I would Swear On This Life a million times that this was more than just Sense and Sensibility, and our true undying love would never be; Without Merit.
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While the haiku is a three-line poem with a 5-7-5 syllable count, the lune is a three-line poem with a 5-3-5 syllable count. There’s also a variant based on word-count, instead of syllable count, where the poem still has three lines, but the first line has five words, the second line has three words, and the third line has five words again.
First post for national poem writing month guys. Enjoy! 😀
I couldn’t wait for tomorrow,
Said I would,
but couldn’t wait till tomorrow.
So I start my path,
Commencing once again,
as the year before this.
I begin my path, anxious,
ready to kickoff.
Ready as I’ll ever be.
I said I would wait,
wait till tomorrow,
but I break my rules.
I break my rules again,
now, not then.
What matters, now, not then.
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Write a poem where each line starts with a letter from your first name (an acrostic). It can be about anything, but it should not be about you or your name.
Matters, who knows what matters, is it life or is it matter.
Anyone can give their opinion but few can give facts. Clear, undebatable.
Remember that opinions are just that and nothing more.
Lost in the sea of chatters, of words and concepts.
Ideas in crowded minds, many combinations, with 26 letters.
No matter, 26 letters revive and fill the world with infinite possibilities, creating limitless amounts of theories and ideas.
Copyright © 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández, Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved