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Rules: Write a poem for national poetry month on the topic or form described. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread. The goal is to, at the end of the month, have written 30 poems for National Poetry Month.
Topic: Cast doubt on a piece you've posted for this NaPM, eg through a palinode. Specify for which day the original piece was in your post.
Form: Any, but hey, if you wanna do a palinode, ie an ode....
Line Requirement: At least 4
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Semicircle diss track
On NaPM 2 April 2022
the Semicircle
decided to take a poo,
and make the most cliche poem
one could imagine.
Now in a sea of garbage
this one really stunk,
if this were a grade test-
he would flunk.
Semicircle you suck
I hope you burst into flames
driving a highly explosive truck.
Mice Slicer, out.
mic drop
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Gone Guy
Mind is absent.
Body churns, nerves inflame, face shows
mind is absent–
thinking suffocates, feelings vent
soul implodes, vanishing in throes
electrocuted. Then repose...
mind is absent.
(Retracting #6)
 Non-practicing atheist
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I'm making daily tik toks
for each of my napm poems.
I only fit eight line blocks
and barely adhere to prompts.
Day 3 received the most likes
at 16. It's no surprise
that it's the one I say 'dick',
but maybe that's besides the point.
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
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April 16
It seemed like the least I could do,
promise a vita nuova
after the crimes of this life,
a new life designed by the universe
to carry us beyond the black gates
of non-existence.
But there is no place to go;
sentience fades and we dissolve
back into the ground that fed us
or reduced to ashes, a heap of calcium,
scattered like dust, soon enough,
we are imperceptible. No Karma,
no kindness, no magic carpet through the Bardo,
brings us back from the dead.
We join the forgotten billions,
add weight to the world of the living
in remembrance but not resurrection.
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04-24-2022, 05:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-24-2022, 05:20 PM by RiverNotch.)
19 April
Anaktoria never died,
she only married a swarthy Persian
and moved to far-away Alexandria.
Psappho, resentful and predating
the migrations and persecutions that birthed
modern sensitivities regarding race,
imagined Anaktoria to have scorched
to black through her union.
Indeed, Alcaeus was never a man,
nor were they a woman: they were first
a Lesbian, then a warrior-poet, then the brother
of Antimenides and Melanippus, then at last
Psappho's lover. What they were adamantly not
was Athenian, unlike us moderns
hung up on such foolish categories
as man and woman, straight and lesbian.
Trampling on the corpses that these ancients
never could foresee, some of us turn back
attempting to reach their innocence, believing
the poet has the freedom to sculpt
words according solely to their will.
Others move forward, trying to erase,
recapture, redeem -- only to find their task
twisting their limbs, shaping them to sacrifice.
honestly had no idea what to do with this prompt xD
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Napalm 11
Well Merlin, I can’t take it back,
but you were more of a fiery cat.
Your nocturnal house prowling
grew from your desire to be out
all night. I knew this of you
but figured it would be best
to give the critters outside
a rest. They hunt for survival
and you, for the thrill
of the kill.
If I let you cat around, you’d have
burned the neighborhood down.
Now that you’re gone
the yard brims with chipmunks,
squirrels, cardinals, and even
that fox.
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