First, it must begin with fire.
The amphitheater, a darkened and silent blank page
laying just beyond a grove of trees rendered in silhouette,
waits for the first, single spark.
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Category Archives: Pantoum
NaPoWriMo #2: Lamppost Hierophant
for Sam Drezner
There are four of them.
Each day, the sun rises and warms our faces in the East.
Each day, we breathe out the smoke of our spirits until it is spent.
And each day, you are divining these lampposts.
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NaPoWriMo Poem #7: How to Paint the Mona Lisa (A Pantoum)
Mona Lisa
It takes twelve years to paint her smile.
Feel your own lips, read the Braille in their contours.
Pull ribbons of secrets from under your tongue.
Whisper them onto the canvas.
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Doorways
This was written for this week’s One Single Impression prompt #18, “doorway”. I delved into the Bible for inspiration for this pantoum, “Doorways”. This is also for this week’s Writer’s Island Matinee Muse prompt, “Avenge”. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Where is the blood?
My secret sword screams
for Egyptian throats to slit -
doorways betray their keepers.
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A T C G
This was written for the One Single Impression prompt (Melody). Here is my take on the prompt, written as a pantoum. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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A T C G
four notes to compose
every organic living thing
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A Musician’s Warning
This is a rewrite of an older poem, “To The Musician”, and a poem written in response to the Read Write Poem Prompt #32: Reuse, Recycle, and Revise. I reworked the original piece into a pantoum. One request: please read the original at the link above before you read this version.
Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Wrap safety and caution around you;
your fingers caress the skin of a lover
just as easily as they caress
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Silent Drama
This was written both as a response to this week’s Simply Snickers prompt (write a poem with the words secret and silent) and as a response to the following excerpt from Monday’s post on Lutheran Surrealism:
“Even more boring: I like to watch plants grow, and to see if I can catch them at it. Hard to make a drama out of such a thing.”
So…this is my attempt to make a drama out of such a thing. And a pantoum to boot. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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silent still still still
breathe in out still
freeze focus don’t blink
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