I suppose it is time to acknowledge the end of my first time participating in National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo)! I am SO HAPPY I decided to take this challenge on and write 30 poems in 30 days (I can’t believe I actually kept up with it!). I definitely had difficulty posting poems every day, especially when I felt they were really rough drafts. However, the challenge forced me not to overthink and overedit my poems, but rather just let the words be and open myself up more. I have never written so regularly in my life, and perhaps because of that, for the first time I felt like a legit writer. I am forever grateful for all of the other writers I connected with over the course of this challenge. Although the daily prompts got me writing, the community kept me going. You all inspired me with your creativity and general awesomeness. Thank you so much for all the support, encouragement, and kind words!
Soo now I am not sure what to do next or what to write without prompts guiding me haha. I have a few loose ideas in my head on a series of poems I want to do, but nothing solid yet. What goals do you all have next for your writing? How will you stay inspired and accountable? What did you think of NaPoWriMo 2018?
For now, I figured I’d do a bit of a highlights reel, so here are my top five ‘most-liked’ poems from NaPoWriMo:
NaPoWriMo – Day 30 (Fascinating Fact)
NaPoWriMo – Day 22 (Impossible)
NaPoWriMo – Day 7 (Identity)
NaPoWriMo – Day 4 (Abstract)
NaPoWriMo – Day 1 (Shame)
I’d like to honorably mention these because I feel like the prompts got me most out of my comfort zone, which is fun:
NaPoWriMo – Day 29 (Plath)
NaPoWriMo – Day 19 (Erasure)
NaPoWriMo – Day 12 (Haibun)
NaPoWriMo – Day 6 (Line Breaks)
NaPoWriMo – Day 3 (List Poem)
Lastly, I want to highlight some of the blogs I followed during NaPoWriMo:
Rhyme and Reason
Ramblings of a Writer
Bartholomew Barker, Poet
Jo Christiane Ledakis
Toby’s Big Oul Blog
Today’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: We challenge you to write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself!
Be careful what you say or do,
Or my next poem may be about you.
Leave me mad, sad, or broken-hearted,
I’ll finish what you started
with a few quick key strokes,
I’ll hang you by a metaphorical rope.
Today’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem based in sound.
I am way swamped with work today, so dropping a few lines quickly!
Creeaaak, Crackle, Groan, Snap,
“What was that!?”
I look out the window and see,
split in two,
just like me,
Today’s National Writing Poetry Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Take one of the following statements of something impossible, and then write a poem in which the impossible thing happens.
I read this prompt first thing this morning so I could ponder it all day and brainstorm an idea by nightfall. But alas, nothing has come to my mind yet so I am winging it! I chose the “The stars cannot rearrange themselves in the sky” statement.
I always saw the stars as scrambled in the sky,
until I saw them through your keen eyes.
You pointed out Orion,
with his belt of three stars in a row,
and the Big and Little Dippers,
with their handles and bowls,
and The Twins, two stick figures,
with their arms stretched far,
and The Bull with his v-shaped face,
found first by locating the large red star.
It seems stars can rearrange themselves,
I’ve seen it so myself,
I wonder now, what else I’ve missed as remarkable,
because of what I thought impossible.
Today’s National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: We challenge you to write a list poem in which all the items are made-up names.
I decided to make a list of items related to reading (so not totally made-up names), but it’s what came to my mind as an editor! This is…not the best, but it’s my first stab at list poetry at least, or something like it!
Bus signs while commuting,
in between lines while disputing,
and PowerPoints while doodling.
Different takes on history,
but based on facts preferably,
and unsolved mysteries,
that make me sleep uneasily.
Books about dogs who can think and speak,
magical creatures and fantastical freaks,
long hikes that inspire,
and complex science-y stuff that makes my brain tired.
To learn about other lives,
writers I like,
and facts for trivia night.
With a pen to mark up words,
with my eyes tired and hurt,
until all the lines blur,
but at least I caught the ‘he’ that should be a ‘her.’
To study, to grow, and to hopefully be,
someone who others will want to read.