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Hi (an acrostic poem)
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Haiku (an acrostic poem)
How do you get better at something?
Almost always the answer is doing
I have been writing a poem a day for the past nine years
Know that sometimes they were bad, but sometimes they were good
Undertake a journey today and read some. The link below is to all 3,287 …
drivebyhaiku.wordpress.com
Warm (an acrostic poem)
Wanting to feel the heat of her breath
As she whispers in my ear
Raising goosebumps on my arms… You know what?
Maybe I’ll finish this poem later
An Attempt at an Awdl Gywydd Poem
An Awdl Gywydd poem is a poetic form found in Welsh literature. These are the rules of the form:
There are four lines per stanza
Each line contains seven syllables
The final syllable of the first and third lines rhyme with the 3rd-5th syllable of the following lines respectively
The second and fourth lines need to rhyme.
This is a link to the page which does a better job explaining it as well as has much better written examples can be found here:
https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/awdl-gywydd-poetic-forms
Here is my attempt at two stanzas, warts and all.
Trying a new poetry form
The words swarm into their line
Can I make this poem work?
Crafting takes guesswork and time
Hope I leave you with a smile
The trial was not too bad
This Welsh poem type is strange
Where the rhymes exchange a tad
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Daft (an acrostic poem)
Doomed to repeat the same mistake
Anton kept pushing his boulder up his hill
Fountain pen on paper, he began the poem once again
Though he might be insane, tonight he might have a new outcome
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Purge (an acrostic poem)
Putting half her life in the trash never felt good
Until she did it though, there would be no freedom
Reaching for the next stack of poems
Going through each she remembered how hard they had been to write
Even as she let each slip through her fingers into the recycling
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Dead (an acrostic poem)
Determined to finish a poem tonight
Every word takes a piece of my soul
Anything I put down won’t be good enough
Don’t want to think about my creative mortality
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Testing (a 100 word story)
Gerald pondered his test as the professor glared at him from the front of the class. Gerald had no problem with this tests, but more with tests in general. He thought that testing was only one way to really quantify how much he understood the material. There were so many other ways to show competence. Gerald quickly wrote down some of his favorites. He could compose a poem based on the material. He could create an interpretive dance. He could even cook a meal based on indigenous recipes of Uganda to interpret the material.
Gerald’s physics professor wasn’t amused.
Never Short On Words 