This hay(na)ku chain is the second one I wrote for this week’s Three Word Wednesday prompt – to use the words “avoid”, “class” and “sticky”. I dug into my mental vault back to high school for this one. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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I’ve
avoided your
burning acid eyes
which
could lay
me completely bare
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This was actually written a few weeks ago, but I’m posting it for the ghazal prompt on Totally Optional Prompts. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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The milquetoast father, polite and serene
never dared to raise his voice or holler.
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This sestina was written for this week’s Three Word Wednesday prompt: to use the words “narrow”, “history”, and “spent”. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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History may record the firecracker chaos
born of steel wills clashing in these
Birmingham streets, the clashing of love
and hate, bigotry and tolerance, law
enforcers and law breakers. It may speak
of water hoses, dogs, nightsticks, angry
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Poefusion has a new prompt: Title Tuesdays! I am coming in a day late, but I wrote something for it. This week’s title was “Three Feathers Fall A Heart”. I wrote a chain of Fibs for this prompt.
Don’t know what a Fib is? According to Wikipedia, it is a “an experimental Western poetry form, bearing similarities to haiku, but based on the Fibonacci sequence”. It is a six-line form with twenty syllables total – the syllable breakdown is 1/1/2/3/5/8. For more info heck out Wikipedia’s entry, this article, and the blog of Gregory K. Pincus.
Enjoy….
-Nicole
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three
white
feathers
fall to earth
shed by an angel
on his way to face his judgment
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This cinquian chain was written in response to this week’s Poefusion’s Friday Five prompt. This week’s words were: priest, ring, garden, magnifying glass, and backseat. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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He sits
in the garden,
considering an unseen
fork in the future path before
his feet.
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This chained lune was written for Poefusion’s Monday Mural, based on the above image. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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The old tree was dying,
her wood drying
as ancient life left her.
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This was written for the Matinee Muse prompt “Guardian” on Writer’s Island…and as a poetic reaction to “Stranger” and “To The Stranger”. Since I wrote the first two poems, I wondered how the mysterious big city import would respond to the speaker…and wrote this as his response in a hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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division -
my heart
cleaved in two
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This was written for the Curiosity prompt on Writer’s Island and as a continuation of Stranger, written last week. This is a reverse hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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I want to
read the
books
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This was written for the Friday Five Prompt at Poefusion. This week’s words were: doctor, roll of film, secret, telephone, and stairwell. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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You want this. You want this secret burning
connection as badly as I do. In
the stairwell we dampen this shared yearning
with looks saturated with words, unspoken –
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This was written for two of this week’s Writer’s Island prompts (Coercion and Awakening) and was inspired by this post on The Diva Muse’s Blog (allthingsbootylicious.com) as well as experiences from my own adolescence. I wrote this in a hay(na)ku chain. Enjoy.
-Nicole
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Roses
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This poem was written off of this week’s Three Word Wednesday prompt – write a poem with the words “open”, “frequent”, and “someday”. Note: The poem is based off of events in the musical “Rent”. Angel and all other characters mentioned in the poem are from that musical and are the creations of Jonathan Larson (1960 -1996).
Thank you, Jonathan.
-Nicole
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I frequent the Life Support group.
I am there whenever those doors are open,
and the people there are open to
me,
you,
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This was also written off of prompt #9 on Scott Wood’s journal – begin a poem with “It wasn’t like him” as the first line. Here’s what I came up with – another chained hay(na)ku. (Am I working those chained hay(na)kus lately or what?) Anyway, enjoy.
-Nicole
It
wasn’t like
him at all
to
cry, to
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