NaPoWriMo: Poem – Minor FT Creature – Minute – “Twittering”


  

And now, for our prompt (optional as always!) Just as Rosa Jamila’s poems often sound like they come out of a myth or fairy tale (and not always one with a happy ending), today I challenge you to write a poem in the voice of minor character from a fairy tale or myth. Instead of writing from the point of view of Cinderella, write from the point of view of the mouse who got turned into a coachman. Instead of writing from the point of view of Orpheus or Eurydice, write from the point of view of one of the shades in Hades who watched Eurydice leave and then come back. Happy writing!

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The bird who sings melodically posed,

Twitter exposed,

Singing with notes,

Snow White songs wrote.

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Voice of angel, bird sings lyrics,

Fly spherical, 

No matter when,

Melodies send.

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Eating crisp red apple, evil hag gives,

Her eyes wide strive,

Eat not apple,

Eve’s own pupil. 

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Dimly lit girl, breath of life left her,

Creatures of fur,

Point to a Prince

This Prince, I wince.

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A bird, Snow calls, tweets melodies.

Kiss. Two lovelies.

All well, I’ve heard.

Stop calling birds.

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A birds, not just harmony.

Mates eventually,

Songs for blue eggs,

Snow White she begs —

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Let the birds be free,

You’ve no need of our twittering.

Look online now,

Our page is overpopulated.

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©Mandibelle16.(2016) All Rights Reserved.

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Poem: Acrostic – “Be Mine – Beginnings.”


Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same words as in the title.
(Note: You can use the last letter of each line instead of you like.)

See Shadow Poetry here for more information.

 

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Be it so that I am allowed to do anything I want for the day — I’m pretending. 

Entertain my deepest desires, anything I choose would be so, 

Glorious possibilities await my each whim — all things are only a swipe of my finger away. 

I would choose to spend my time with you because when I see you, time stands still. You are the one for me. I know it. The equations told me.

Never for long would we be apart; we could be happy you and I in this dystopian world. In a world where the decision is never truly ours. 

Not that we have long to decide; in our time, we choose are mates at a glance through intricate mathematical equations and raw physicality. 

Inventing our love story through my own creativity and imagining we are more then only strangers with intent to mate. 

Not sure how our personalities will rub off on each other; will we be a perfect match or a couple who rips each other to pieces inside and out. 

Going to hope that one day you love me, that we can be a family like they had many hundred years ago; going to pray you accept me and love me despite my flaws. I love yours, I’m told. 

So, I’ve chosen you by our complicated futuristic mating system, will you choose me and be the one I return home to always. Despite being many ages away. 

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