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Day 21: Hay(na)ku

The Suggestion

The Exposition

The Poem Itself:

Old Alabama Town - Ordeman House

Old Alabama Town - Ordeman House (Photo credit: Stephen Poff)

                             

a festival of books
Splendiferous!
Elated, excited!
In downtown Montgomery!

(I hate how hostile wordpress is to poetry. :/ Will try to edit the form of this later. Now, very hungry!)


Day 19: Opposite Day

Suggestion for April 19, 2012:

Re-write a poem so that each line is the opposite of what it was originally.  This can even be your own poem, if you wish!

(Click for original post on NaPoWriMo’s site.)

Exposition:

Yesterday’s suggestion was to write a lullaby.  On top of  having a splitting sinus headache for most of the day yesterday, I’m somewhat crap at coming up with songs.  Especially children’s songs.  Still, I may revisit this idea later.  But right now, there’s definitely some old, very depressing, ‘poetry’ of mine I’d like to rewrite.  (I’m not reposting the original poem.  It’s just too depressing.)

Just for fun, see if you can guess what my original poem was in regards to!  

Good luck!  

Today’s Poetry:

FREESTATE

Your unemployment is your freedom

Happy!

Inspired!

Motivated!

Those are what you have.

When you are unemployed.

As colorful as a completed painting on a canvas!

As full of life as the Amazon Rain Forest!

As bright as a new sports car!

You are busy!

You are ecstatic!

You are stress-free!

You are hopeful!

There’s a place

Close to here

Where you were melancholy

Because you were skilled.

Where is that real place

Of not so long ago?

What happened to it?

It was regurgitated

By the Water Company from space

By Death never changing

By the time you can’t remember.

How do you stay then?

How do you be lazy then?

You go there!

Freed for a short time

From computers

USB sticks,

And without protection!

What did you lose?

An old memory?

Where did you stay

To be emptied?

Being lazy is BAD

So LaVey’s book says!

But Lavey is WRONG!

And no, your laziness isn’t fun.

“Laziness is useless.”

That is your command!

But the command

Of no one else.

You are happy!

You are industrious!

You know what you want!

And you don’t know,

Whenever they are,

They aren’t what YOU don’t have!

That is

Where

You

Don’t want to be.


soup day

The Suggestion:

Pick at least four of the following to include in today’s poem:

1.  A song lyric

2.  A historic fact

3.  An oddball adj.-noun combo.  (red glass, etc.)

4.  A fruit.

5.  The name of a street in your neighborhood.

6.  A measure of distance.

The Exposition:

There are first dates, and then there’s that first time you and your beloved really connect.  These two don’t always coincide.  For my husband and I, we first connected one day when I was sick at home, and he offered to bring me some of the most delicious soup in the world!

Today’s Poem:

Soup Day

Two sirloin steaks
Happily sizzling
Apples and bacon
With the biscuits
Are baking.
Green beans and almonds
Microwaving,
All on Soup Day.

Our little home,
Smells delicious!
But your clever love
Is infectious!
The delightful red flowers
Flirtatious!
But you
Are serendipitous
Scrumptious
Even vivacious!
For Soup Day!

On that day,
I was Ailing
Wailing
Sneezing
And aching
On that first
Soup Day.

You came,
With kindness,
Happiness,
Sweetness,
And goodness,
Bearing soup and Stardust
On that first
Soup Day.

We fell in love,
As I fell on you.
I rested my head,
After eating the healing stew.
And Stardust fell
On we too
That very first
Soup Day.

Now we sit
Eating the meal
Which you expertly cooked
With great zeal.
We watch “Stardust’
And I can’t help but feel
So thankful for you
And Soup Day!