#NaPoWriMo – day ten It was supposed to be a conversation but all they did was talk. In the midst of all that talking I stopped listening.   What happens when yo...

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10 - Sweet Symphony #NaPoWriMo Day 10 and tonight I’ve been writing a free verse inspired by the Random Song Generator giving me a track by RAYE, and autoplay taking me to another in the album, and suddenly I was hooked and looking up the lyrics and then bigger pictures of the cover art and what seems like no time later, here is a free-write stream-of-consciousness. Enjoy the album – I intend to! Remember that, if you’re a subscriber to my Patreon, you can hear a recording of this piece (and the nine preceding it) there. The link to the relevant post is here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/sweet-symphony-155326024 --- Image first this time, since the poem is responding to it, sourced from the artist’s website, and I dearly hope I’m not going to get into trouble for this, as this piece is, essentially, a recommendation… She flies a kite, bright above the flat land, she opens a door to impossibility. She has carved a blue-white place beyond the tumult, she is saying ‘This too will pass. but ask yourself if there’s a way to make it hurry up, come on.’ ‘See me: I am red against the green, the grey, I am day in night, and night in day, bathing in contradiction, strong arms straining against the gravity of the situation, dazzling in satin, not just waiting for it to happen. I demand happiness, and I will lean my whole weight into this.’ It is theatre, my dear – it is all a show, and you should know that, on closer inspection, the clouds are a flat on wheels, the light too bright and focused to be anything but electrical. But the woman glimmers, real as red against green against grey, saying, ‘I stood on one foot for this, I wrote my heart into the lyrics underpinning it, everything is as palpable as the feelings invoked by my voice, my words, the soar and surge of chorus, don’t ignore this, it can contain hope.’ And so this barely edited free write takes flight, despite any misgivings, singing home the lingering visions inflicted on me, joyfully, carrying a piece of blue dutifully with me. The grass will rebound from under the wheels, the bare feet; the satin will lose its heat and uncrease, but these feelings remain real, and that’s a gift worth writing home about.

Latest piece: 10 - Sweet Symphony: #NaPoWriMo Day 10 and tonight I’ve been writing a free verse inspired by the Random Song Generator giving me a track by RAYE, and autoplay taking me to another in the album, and suddenly I was hooked and looking up… #ekphrasticpoetry #freewriting #music #random

Misunderstanding Your New Oven | Dan's Poetry Archive The button, you swear, does not work. Tongues of heat lick your face as you demonstrate this infinite oven, mother of fear and power you've found your...

I haven't been posting here about these every day, but I think this is a bit of a fun one I wrote for #NaPoWriMo: poetry.dangualtieri.com/poem/47a89e9...

9 - Maximal Drama! #NaPoWriMo Day 9 and, owing to ill health and another day of sleeping for what turned out to be 14 hours(!), I’m catching up a little frantically today, knowing how difficult it gets if you let it slip and keep saying “Oh, I can catch up – it’ll be fine! So, given an interesting combination to work with by my Prompt-o-matic Spreadsheetatron™, I’ve been writing a piece of alliterative verse inspired by Max Devrient. Yeah, I hadn’t heard of him either, and it took getting an automated translation of the German Wikipedia page, which is (unsurprisingly) packed far more with information, to find out enough to make this piece, where I decided that “alliterative” in this instance meant “all the words have to begin with either M or D”. (If you’re keen to find out more about this fascinating chap, this page is quite the treasure trove, including some delightful photos I wasn’t sure if I had the rights to use!) Remember that, if you’re a subscriber to my Patreon, you can hear a recording of this piece (and the eight preceding it) there. The link to the relevant post is here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/maximal-drama-155321764 --- My mother made me delve deep, destiny’s metric demonstrated. Disappointments dog men mirroring me. Dented masks; dull drips. Dynamic mastery marries, denied divorce, making do, multiplying. Deflected, movies magnify my dramatic definition, monk making much money. Deep down, darkness deals death; daughters dispense desperate doom. Diverted, my midwinter directs, monarchs match my merits dutifully. Döbling decorated, my moniker delineates driving. Magnificent! Max Devrient as “Zawisch” in Grillparzer's “King Ottokar’s Fortune and End” at the Vienna Burgtheater, courtesy of Wikipedia

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For #napowrimo number 11 I just want you to know, I have been an *excellent* travelling companion…

#NaPoWriMo number 10 is "Yellowjackets." Any thoughts? #PoetryWithDonnie. Are you writing poetry for April, too?

Kyle Coare - Of stardust and rockets

Poem 35 of my #NaPoWriMo challenge

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Pawprints On The Heart Dogs' lives are too short. Some become intertwine within someone's heart, once gone, the heart splinters into pieces. (Why do you leave so soon? To make space for another to be saved. Why do you leave so soon? To remind us nothing loved is ever owned.) The Emptiness of walking through the door-- no wagging tails, no circling joy, only the long silence, and the ache of wishing to see them one last time.

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Lovely Oregon Grape The Oregon Grape thrives year-round, offering shelter, food, and vibrant seasonal changes, creating a natural habitat and beautiful garden hedge for wildlife.

The #OregonGrape #evergreen thrives year-round, offering shelter food, and vibrant seasonal changes, creating a natural #habitat and beautiful garden #hedge for #wildlife #poetry #poetry26 #napowrimo #napowrimo26 #clmooc #haiku

NaPoWriMo Lovely Oregon Grape Lovely Oregon Grape Neither shade nor droughthinder the evergreen growthof Oregon Grape; holly-like, pinnatebronze new leaves turn bright shinygreen throughout the year— until autumn bringsburgundy to their dense growth,where animals hide; in spring winter’s greensprouts clusters of bright yellow,delicate flowers that bear deep blue, sourberries loved by grouse, robins,foxes and raccoons—

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Kyle Coare - On the wind that weaves

Poem 34 of my #NaPoWriMo challenge

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April! It's National Poetry Month again! Poets around the world attempt a poem a day and I will, too. Join in if you've got a notion to do so.

National Poetry Month 2026 Poem #10

THE SOUND OF YOU

#napowrimo #napowrimo2026 #poem #poetry #napowrimoday10 #silence #sound #love

SymbolicStanzas

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11th Poem of #NaPoWriMo2026 / #NaPoGenMo2026 coded in #Python , SymbolicStanzas uses symbols as words and characters
#creativecoding #eliterature #visualpoem #micropoem #napowrimo11

Day 10 of #NaPoWriMo2026 ❤️🌌

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NaPoWriMo, Day Ten, Poem Seven Music Lesson

NaPoWriMo, Day Ten, Poem Seven. #NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2026

when we turn towards morning
half turned to turning back night
eyes say
night is our charm
nose crawls clear to the Moon
while entireties of our bodies
laugh, toes painted, pointed starlight
we burn the past
rise ash then to rain
and poem begs too
stained we as well
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Grandma let me play with toy
cups and saucers. I kept mum
when one fell under her porch.

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Kyle Coare - Lost in the fire

Poem 33 of my #NaPoWriMo challenge

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The Pith of Grieving To the flowers, death is a vase. And all that came before us by the wind's slight whims erased.

To the flowers,
death is a vase.
And all that came before us
by the wind's slight whims erased.

#GloPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo

A white square with a pink spiky circle in the top left hand corner, with the words Prompt #10 in white. Alongside this is a bold title which reads NaPoWriMo 2026. Beneath this is a text box reading “Visage to Voice. Our brains are hard-wired to see faces even where there are none (pareidolia). Find faces: these could be real faces in artworks or artefacts, or faces your mind makes you see in inanimate things. If they could speak, what would they say? Can you channel their voice?” In the bottom right hand corner is a line drawing of deconstructed faces, with eyes, lips and profiles out of alignment with each other. In the bottom left hand corner is the name Suzanna Fitzpatrick, and beneath this is are the words Poetry Society Member.

Today's #NaPoWriMo prompt comes from Suzanna Fitzpatrick, who has been longlisted in the National Poetry Competition twice, and has won several of our Member Competitions. As a Poetry Society member, you can enter and be in with a chance of winning publication. Find out more at the link in our bio.

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This Cebuano poem looks back on childhood, when we played all day without worries under the bright moon. Hope you enjoy it!

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NaPoWriMo 2026, Day 10 Daffodils and the Second Bank of the US What is Left After the Daffodils Fade I think of you (and you and you)leaving as the world was greening,silvered head stilled as tender shoots rose. Red tuli…

Here's my Day 10 #Poem for #NaPoWriMo

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Two roles, both chem-crucial, aligned here,
In artistic combo’s reminder;
Blend a bright-vivid tint
With an adhesive’s stint:
A paint is a pigment plus binder.

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#NaPoWriMo day 10 poem 10 “Known as Jimmies”

Here Again from 1968 by S Reeson Artemis looks back upon her own, spectacular gaff, half century untouched by human hand; notes other, countless rash mistakes beyond... spies the Cold War, muttering to Nietzsche something time flat circle orbits proliferation's taciturn aye compounded prodding every Ghost of Misplaced Past, isotopes remaining, built to forever last better versions of the infinite, sidelined for all mankind, a worthless epithet, never accepts greed's sideshow must one day be ignored other's differences embraced, never abhorred the tiny blue green planet suffers every time a boat capsizes, lost life, maligned, failure therefore must be absorbed into the footprints of the subsequent successful, upward moving horde yet without their loss, the pain there is no moment's evolution appreciation of each individual's sublime, personal contribution as Artemis concludes, they never change the men still stare at her with envious eyes ignoring warnings others wrote before obsessed instead with richness to the fore: no anthropoid learns anything from strife until the reparations conjured will replace a vastness they continually deface, the ownership of that, which never was, their outer space.

#NaPoWriMo Day 10, and looking at the latest shots from Artemis I am reminded of how even the *thought* of this mission was enough to inspire the opening #poem in another collection, that became a gift for my Substack readers at the time (2023).

plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose ^^

Text (first half of the poem): 10.4.2026 - Golus Az ikh volt koyekh hobn Volt ikh in di gasn gelofn Un volt geshribn “Golus! Oy, golus, golus golus…” you hear it humming, my love, too high to hear but making my feet twitch, it sits between us, beneath my tongue, when I whisper what if, what if we just run? golus, golus, golus is my oldest heirloom, the first one out the box in each new house my mother flung us at, when I sat in the moving van, so high up I’d imagine I was riding an elephant, it followed like a panther in the undergrowth

Text (second half of the poem): golus, golus, golus is in wet paint, how the smell sends me back like I’m walking past a sweet shop, it sleeps on a mattress on the floor, when the echoes haven’t settled yet and the house isn’t real, the weightless peak of a parabola, when I’m thrown into the air golus, golus, golus is the bus stop I showed you, where I counted coins, two weeks before we stuffed our clothes into bin bags and ran, it’s asking is she still living on that boat with the bucket and the black spots? it’s her liver, giving out in a year or five, but no more than ten and yes, my love, here in this home we’ve poured ourselves into, golus, golus, golus is the shears in my hand, ready to hack at any roots that tangle round my ankles.

Today's #napowrimo poem is one I had in pieces and decided to try stitching together into a complete draft.

Epigram from @danielkahn.bsky.social's 'Diaspora Medley'
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Day 10 of NaPoWriMo: What the Wind Leaves Behind explores grief through structure, repetition, and restraint—
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Kyle Coare - Galloping waves

Poem 31 of my #NaPoWriMo challenge

'With love, from...'
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Poetic Outlaw 2
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Periwinkles Sing The post celebrates spring's arrival through the blooming of periwinkles and shared joy in nature, while inviting readers to enjoy yard photos and a Mother's Day coloring page.

#spring arrives with the blooming of #periwinkle and shared joy in #nature #haiku #MothersDay #coloringpage #napowrimo #napowrimo26 #warmup4art #poetry #poetry26

NaPoWriMo Periwinkles Sing The post celebrates spring's arrival through the blooming of periwinkles and shared joy in nature, while inviting readers to enjoy yard photos and a Mother's Day coloring page.

#spring arrives with the blooming of #periwinkle and shared joy in #nature #haiku #MothersDay #coloringpage #napowrimo #napowrimo26 #warmup4art #poetry #poetry26