#NaPoWriMo Day 4: Poem – “Soul Crooning Joy” #amwritingpoetry


For NaPoWriMo Day 4, the prompt is:


“And now for today’s (optional) prompt, inspired by Teicher’s poem “Son“. One thing you might notice about this poem is that it is sad, but that it doesn’t generate feeling through emotional words. The words are simple. Another thing you might notice is that it’s a sonnet – not in strict iambic pentameter, but fourteen rhymed, relatively short lines. Today, we’d like to challenge you to write your own sad poem, but one that, like Teicher’s, achieves sadness through simplicity. Playing with the sonnet form may help you . . .”


Credit: Preslie Hirsch via Unsplash


You can be around your things sad singing,

As if you were meaningless and abstract,

As if you’re loneliness was a forever fact.

You forget the joy of people mingling,

Then, azure-blue skies, clear your head’s ringing.

For a moment in lush nature you’re not lost,

Not alone, fretting and tossed —

As turbulent seas, their waves sling you into depths.

Perhaps, once you realize you won’t drown,

White-capped waves slow, gentle and soothing.

Without fear of hollowness engaged;

You can occupy yourself alone and grin,

Life’s balanced, you’ve both Joie a viva, and feel safe;

You can be alone, yet in a crowd — soul crooning.


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#NaPoWriMo Day 18/ Photo Challenge: Poem – Nurado Sonnet – “Dearest Stay Near” with Apologies to Nurado’s “Don’t Go Far Off” #poetry #amwriting #photochallenge


For NaPoWriMo Day 18 the Prompt is: To “find a poem in a book or magazine (ideally one you are not familiar with). Use a piece of paper to cover over everything but the last line. Now write a line of your own that completes the thought of that single line you can see, or otherwise responds to it.Keep going, uncovering and writing, until you get to the first line of your source poem, which you will complete/respond to as the last line of your new poem.” Combining with NEKNEERAJ from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge.


Credit: Lover and the Wild @Deviantart


“Dearest Stay Near”

Leave me not without your light, not ever,

The truth’s time stretches too far when you’re gone.

I will wait for your touch, your kiss, missing my —

Lips to meet yours, in the darkened airport.

Stay by my side, so close, as dusk’s fire dims black,

Let not my suffering grow, a mound burying.

Spirals of ash, the lost smoke that lingers,

Catching my breath, stealing my heart’s true rest.

Your presence in tides ‘neath Stars remain,

Your eyes bold lights fading not on far shores.

You, my complement, don’t wander far,

I reach for your hands, you’re gone with the dawn.

Each lands a labyrinth where you I seek still,

Leave me not here, to thirst and perish.


“Don’t Go Far Off” — Pablo Nurado

Leave me not without your light, not ever,

Don’t go far off, not even for a day, because —

The truth’s time stretches too far when you’re gone.

because — I don’t know how to say it: a day is long

I will wait for your touch, your kiss, missing my —

and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station

Lips to meet yours, in the darkened airport.

when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Stay by my side, so close, as dusk’s fire dims black,

Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because

Let not my suffering grow, a mound burying.

then the little drops of anguish will all run together,

Spirals of ash, the lost smoke that lingers,

the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift

Catching my breath, stealing my heart’s true rest.

into me, choking my lost heart.

Your presence in tides ‘neath Stars remain,

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;

Your eyes bold lights fading not on far shores

may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance

You, my complement, don’t wander far,

Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,

I reach for your hands, you’re gone with the dawn.

because in that moment you’ll have gone so far

Each lands a labyrinth where you I seek still,

I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,

Leave me not here, to thirst and perish.

Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?


©Mandibelle16. (2018) All Rights Reserved.

Flash Fiction for the Aspiring Writer: Poem – Sonnet (Nurado) – “Forever Burn” #amwriting #poetry #flashfiction 


Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting FFftAW. Also thank you to Bjorn of Poet’s Pub #dVerse prompt for hosting a poetry prompt on Pabulo Nurado’s sonnets.

” Nurado’s sonnets have no rhyme scheme, are meter-free, and are 14 lines, with a volta when you go from the two quatrain into the the concluding tercets. This is consistent with an Italian (or Petrarchan sonnet). ” 

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Credit: Yarnspinner
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Here he sells his wares, the sidewalk his shop, 

He’s weary of unlookers, keeping his clay jar’s burning incense. 

I stand nearby, asking myself, “For what reason, 

Do these fires burn? What wares has he purloined today?”

And stones gathered against the burnt sienna fence, 

Mark that, this is his place, where he works and lives. 

Hocks his wares, keeps the fire’s in the jars stoked, 

Tiny stoves remain lit from dawn until midnight. 

His goods move quick, I’m quite surprised, 

To me they’re nothing much, yet, I buy a wood carving. 

With a crumpled bill and pocket coins, freely given. 

My fingers slide over dips and ridges, measure his small carving, 

Such intricate, minute detail; but never have I found —

Why the clay fires forever burn, incense floating to the heavens. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved