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Only twice have I seen the term "NaPoMo" applied for the occasion here in the pen, the October 2017 one and the one for 2021, the latter being where we get today's prompt, by CRNDLSM:
Quote: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.
NaPM April 20, 2021
Topic: Write a catastrophic weather rondelet
Form: rondelet
Line Requirement: at least 7 lines
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It’s Just Weather
It’s just weather
But that's some terrible lightning
It’s just weather
Funnel cloud! Huddle together!
Our fear level is heightening
That thunder sure is frightening
It’s just weather
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Bud with a smile:
“I got ten inches of lightning.”
Bud with a smile
waiting for me to smile with him
grinning at my strange expression,
“and about two tenths in my gauge.”
Bud with a smile.
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Cali’s Prayers Answered
Rain, constantly.
Not misty monsoon falling-fog.
RAIN, CONSTANTLY!
Cuts highway, rolls rock, strangles frog.
Fills dry lake, threshes fields to bog...
you prayed for this? Now stand agog:
rain. Constantly.
Non-practicing atheist
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Tsunami
The ocean is gone!
Isn’t it wild? Look at all the shells!
The ocean is gone?
Don’t you know what that foretells?
Don’t you hear the warning bells?
“Run to the mountains!” they yell,
“The ocean is gone!”
The Soufflé isn’t the soufflé; the soufflé is the recipe. --Clara
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A heavy sigh,
the earth erupts a deafening crack.
A heavy sigh
as lavas flowing from the eye,
punching the sky, swollen shut, black.
We will survive, the grass grows back -
a heavy sigh.
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
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04-21-2023, 10:54 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-21-2023, 10:55 AM by RiverNotch.)
Nothing I'm not
unused to, it's just another
nothing: I'm not
so old I'm numb to how it's hot,
I'm just trying not to bother,
though I maybe start to smother---
nothing. I'm not
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I was a kid
when I first saw the debris cloud.
I was a kid
jumping down stairs to where we hid,
while through my neighborhood it ploughed,
mostly thrilled, of which I’m not proud.
I was a kid.
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This is one of my favorite prompts, I'm so happy for all these
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches
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Morning, the sun
returns after the flood left me
mourning, the sun
is back but Jane is still so cold
and wet with tears and dark and wind
and drowning babies crying sharp,
mourning the son.
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Evil scientists and rain (not a rondolet)
Why does it rain so much
when global warming should lead to drought?
I doubt, I very much doubt
all these scientists with their PhDs
and ill fitting lab coats
who were terrible at sports
and now seek revenge upon the rest of us
by limiting our choice of fuel
even food: not beef, but gruel
they'd have us take.
The Alabama blood bible says
to enslave the coloured, stone the gays,
but these fancy liberals,
many of whom are Asian
with even the whites being Cajun,
want us believe in Darwin, not the church,
and the equality of man,
whether Laplander or Han.
O Alabama blood bible,
their liberalspeak's intolerable !
