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savoured by
two laughing friends
happy to be there

wafts wonderfully
heightening their spirits
with explosions of taste

A double elevenie created to remember a fabulous night out with amazing good food, fantastic wines and great company.


itching everywhere
on my body
returning from the hairdresser

falling down
from the washstand
after the mirror shattered

Yesterday’s prompt worried me when I saw it, but I turned out toe be fun. This was the prompt on napowrimo.net: “Your prompt for Day Twenty-Three comes to us from Gloria Gonsalves, who challenges us to write a double elevenie. What’s that? Well, an elevenie is an eleven-word poem of five lines, with each line performing a specific task in the poem. The first line is one word, a noun. The second line is two words that explain what the noun in the first line does, the third line explains where the noun is in three words, the fourth line provides further explanation in four words, and the fifth line concludes with one word that sums up the feeling or result of the first line’s noun being what it is and where it is.”

I accidently hit publish instead of schedule… This is supposed to be my day 24 poem. Well, never mind. Now that I’m too early I’m on prompt 😉

I secretly gave up on you

I secretly gave up on you
Sure, I still go through the motions
“My name is Sue, how do you do?”
But I secretly gave up on you

I secretly gave up on you
These fleeting fragments of now
Together cannot create a future
You’re stuck in my past
So I secretly gave up on you

If we were to meet like we once met
What would I say to you?

Censored (strike through font)

Hello, how do you do?
I secretly gave up on you

If you don’t have a clue with how much emotion the sentence “My name is Sue, how do you do” can be spoken, you probably don’t know this Johnny Cash song:
Safe to say that in this poem, that sentence is meant as a metaphor for saying one thing and meaning another.

How I wish

How I wish you weren’t here
too many lost souls
swimming in this small bowl

Silently screaming, awkwardly appealing
to my sense of saviour

See me, feel me, touch me, hear me,
write me a song, pen me a letter,
tend to my needs, make me feel good

How I wish I didn’t hear
your lost soul
echoing in this fish bowl

I know you want to be found
but I’m not searching

Yesterday’s prompt was to use overheard conversation. In this case it’s an overheard song, Pink Floyd’s Wish you were here. And I’ve added a bit of The Who.


I didn’t want to hurt your feelings
but now that I’ve done it
I truly don’t mind

Beginner’s luck –
a high score
without even trying

Yesterday’s prompt was to use the language of sports and games. You can probably tell that one was still lingering in my mind 🙂

Today’s prompt on napowrimo.net calls to use overheard conversation. She talked about how sweet he was is a poem that forever keeps the memory of a conversation I heard that irritated me endlessly. Reading back that poem, I remember where I was sitting, where she was sitting, and how she ignored the delicious looking dish she’d ordered.

Hopefully posting this will clear my mind to write about a new snipppet of overheard conversation. If so, I’ll probably post that tomorrow. For now, day 21 of #NaPoWriMo is done. I’ve been reading so much of the poetry that was posted this year that I feel my head is starting to overflow with words.

Sane by proxy

Did you know I have a goboky?
It’s great in times of need
It knows how to divert my anger
It knows how to curb my greed
It knows how to comfort my grief
It knows how to build up my moxie
It supports me when I need relief
It keeps me sane by proxy

Day 18 of NaPoWriMo gave a neologism prompt: to use a made up word. Every once in a while I challenge myself to rhyme. Somehow it seemed a good idea to combine those. Strange, considering that I couldn’t think of a rhyme for goboky 🙂

Today’s official prompt was to write a poem using the language of sports or a game. I accidentally did that on day 9, using a sport I’d never heard of: bowls. And I’ve just remembered an older one, written during NaPoWriMo 2014, which features tennis. Surprising, considering I’m not much of a sports person 🙂


When God created men
she thought: “I’ll create as many as I can
to see how long it takes them to wreck the earth
so I can create humanity 2.0 when I next give birth

Almost a #clerihew, for today’s prompt on napowrimo.net: “Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that recounts a creation myth.” #NaPoWriMo day 19.