NaPM, April 24, 2020
#1
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: Write a beautiful poem in an ugly way, or write an ugly poem in a beautiful way.
Form: any
Line requirements: 8 lines or more
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#2
Aubade at Camp Crystal Lake

The first sparkle of morning
has skipped across the lake
like a thrown stone, though light
remains only gray memory.
The canoe rocks back and forth
upon the water, and I watch

your chest rise and fall
to the waves' rhythm.

Your lips part and a whisper
of breath escapes.
The screams of night
are swallowed
in sun-dappled quiet.

You stir, awake, yet silent.
I raise my hand from the water
so that I might touch your face.
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
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#3
two cents wings optional


this pair a teenage cents
(u no wat i mean)
waz wakin past ware i
set mi PLEZE HELP sine
an one cent sez we awt
to biy that man sum food
no just a fiver i sez
an they wuz abut to gimme
then the other cent sez
thers a Mishin just a block
they stud me up and pult
me there i copt a feel
fum one but now im here
an dryd out an i
never got the fiver but
they wont let mi hav
no drink or smokes an
things look difrnt like
the Sun come out
feedback award Non-practicing atheist
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#4
Voodoo doll

The room felt cheap,
a low wattage bulb
barely made it through
the gold tasseled lamp shade,
something had been boiled
before he arrived, the stench
cradled in his arms
crying for attention.

Once white net curtains,
stained yellow over a peeling
faux leather settee,
where he sat and listened
to the muffled gun shots and sirens
of a distant TV.

Her Witch like features
bent crooked over the large
print of her heavy bound book,
her milky eyes looked blind
as she mouthed the words
and shook her head
with each new line.

He snapped up from his chair
as though being controlled
by pins, placed deep on to nerves,
his body looked awkward in its skin
as he staggered towards
a thin boned hand.

And there in the common room
they found each other,
danced for the first time
to soft music, only they could hear.

If your undies fer you've been smoking through em, don't peg em out
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