NaPoWriMo Day 25 – Little by Little

Little by little
 I hear a singing lyrebird
 Sits on a tree-top

Little by little
 She mimics my song of love
 Springs from my heart

Little by little
 A hunter wanders nearby
 Walks toward my route

Little by little
 He renders a lullaby
 Waits for my sleep

Little by little
 He whispers song of spell
 Poisons of my heart

Little by little
 The lyre mutes on the tree-top
 Falls that very swift

Anaphora is a literary term for the practice of repeating certain words or phrases at the beginning of multiple clauses or, in the case of a poem, multiple lines. The phrase “A time to,” as used in the third Chapter of Ecclesiastes, is a good example of anaphora. This post by Rebecca Hazelton on the Poetry Foundation’s blog gives other great examples of anaphora in action, from Martin Luther King Jr’s “I Have a Dream” speech to Homer Simpson.

So today, NaPoWriMo challenges us to write a poem that uses anaphora. When you feel like time is moving fast, and you want the movements of events to go slow, I thought of the phrase “Little by Little”.


NaPoWriMo Day 24 – Wall of Uncertainty

I have walls around me
Built by the flashes of memory.
It’s as sturdy as the narra tree.
It’s as stubborn as the sea.

I have walls around me,
As hard as the iron can be.
Like a spring? No! You cannot bend me;
And like a clay? No! You cannot mold me.

“Take down your walls!” I hear a plea.
“It’s my fortress and stronghold,” says me.
“Tear it down and let it destroyed,” i hear the same.
“Yes, but not this time, when I am in pain!” I plea.

The optional prompt is an inspiration from Peter Roberts who has been participating in NaPoWriMo for several years now at his blog, Masonry Design. He has the charming and odd distinction of having only written poems about masonry. Today, the challenge is to do the same (for one day, at least), and to write a poem that features walls, bricks, stones, arches, or the like. If that sounds a bit hard, remember that one of Robert Frost’s most famous poems was about a wall.

I thought there would be something more on the poem, as that was inspired by a situation in the past. And as time passes by, it had changed, and a tremendous change has been taking place. The wall may or may not be completely destroyed, but that is something to look forward to in my future poems.

NaPoWriMo Day 22 – Run, GeGi, Run

Giraffe - Toys 'R Us

Geoffrey Giraffe – Toys ‘R Us

I love my new plush toy.
I give him name of “GeGi”.
His color is sunshine yellow.
I think, he sounds so mellow!

His eyes are white and so big;
Looks like my favorite eggs.
Tickle his ears, and he jiggles;
Pinch his nose, and he squirms.

I love my new friend, GeGi!
He runs with me today.
His tail wiggles, his body teeters;
Oh, how can we win, the race we are in!

The challenge today from NaPoWriMo is to write a poem for children. It can be in a form of nursery rhyme, or take a hint from Edward Lear or Shel Silverstein. Rhyme or not, long or short – as long as we’re happy – let’s enjoy! Happy Day 22!!!


NaPoWriMo Day 21 – Hello, Goodbye!

Never come
When love stares
The window of soul.

In the wake of moonlight
You enter to my heaven’s refuge
Sing the joyous melody of dancing sunshine
And cloth me with warmth tears of goodbye.

This was not from any of those NaPoWriMo prompt, as I felt like writing about farewells and letting go these past days. Goodbyes can refer to many, and one thing is for certain – that when we do say goodbyes – it is from the open heart, and happy soul.

NaPoWriMo Day 19 – Whimsical Night

It’s Day 19 and we’re going silly. NaPoWriMo prompt challenge is to use one or more of actual sea shell names from the list given to us. Guess what, it’s also a rubaiyat. I never thought sea shell names are that fanciful. Can you spot the names in the poem?


One dreary night in the empty basement

Leather Donax played with his new dart

Holding a Woody Canoebubble beer in one hand

He never noticed the angry Shoulderblade Sea Cat.

His body was hidden under the Heavy Bonnet

Impatiently looking with Unequal Bittersweet

Then popped from the Snout Otter Clam – 

A Triangular Nutmeg with Strawberry Top of heart.