NaPoWriMo: Poem – Septolet – “Phrases of Home”


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And now for our prompt (optional, as always)! Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates “the sound of home.” Think back to your childhood, and the figures of speech and particular ways of talking that the people around you used, and which you may not hear anymore. My grandfather and mother, in particular, used several phrases I’ve rarely heard any others say, and I also absorbed certain ways of talking living in Charleston, South Carolina that I don’t hear on a daily basis in Washington, DC. Coax your ear and your voice backwards, and write a poem that speaks the language of home, and not the language of adulthood, office, or work. Happy writing!

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—–

With the 

Devil on 

My back

It’s

Impossible

To keep 

My hands

To Myself

—–

If everyone 

Jumped off 

A bridge 

Would

You

Go downstairs

And bring 

Me  (item).

—–

I have,

Certain expectations,

Of you,

And

Turn

Your music,

Down, you’ll,

Go deaf!

—-

Hold your,

Brother’s hand,

When you,

Both

Start

Crossing the,

Street; Don’t, 

Talk back.

—-

As long, 

As you, 

Tried your, 

Hardest

And 

You did, 

Your best, 

It’s fine.

——

Here I, 

Brought you,

A burger, 

Don’t

Tell

Dad I,

Brought you, 

Fast food.

—–

Go for,

A bike, 

Ride you’ve , 

Been

Inside,

All day, 

You need, 

Fresh, Air.

——

The songs and sayings of childhood,

Now gone away, as children became adults.

——

©Mandibelle16. (2016) All Rights Reserved.

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