I often see the time 11:11 on clocks
Some think it’s a angelic sign
Some say it’s promising sucess
But really, it’s not either of those
It’s telling me I’m late to work
Syllabic Verse
#silverleafcontest #NapoWriMo 2019-Day 20-Off Prompt
Category: NaPoWriMo 2019
He Is Called
Advocate
Bread of Life
Christ the Lord
Deliverer
Eternal Life
Faithful and True
Gift of God
Heir of All Things
Image of God
Jesus Christ Our Lord
King of kings
Light of the world
Messiah
Nazarene
Our Peace
Prince of Peace
Quickening Spirit
Redeemer
Savior
Truth
Uncorruptible God
Vine
Way
Abecedarian
(Based on Scripture References found in the “Names Of God” Book by SGLY Ministry)
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 19--Prompt: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write an abecedarian poem – a poem in which the word choice follows the words/order of the alphabet.
Dandelion
Carried by the wind
A seed blown with wishful breath
Gold crown manifests
Haiku
#NaPoWriMo—Day 17–Prompt:
Today, I’d like you to challenge you to write a poem that similarly presents a scene from an unusual point of view
People
People abundant
People busy, bored
People cranky, caring, cautious
People driving, daring, devious, daunting
People everywhere
People fearful, following
People guilty, going, gullible
People happy, hiding, hoarding, hovering,
People indoors
People jolly, joking,
People kind, kissing, kidding,
People loud, lost, lazy, lacking,
People missing
People nice, needy
People old, obstinate, ordinary,
People pleasant, picky, private, proud
People queer
People running, rude,
People singing, silent, sick
People talking, talented, tall, tiny
People understanding
People victorious, vicious, victims, vulgar
People winning
People xenophobics, x-raying
People yelling, yawning, yielding,
People zestful, zany, zonked, zombies
List poem/alphabetical and numeric
#NaPoWriMo 2019-Day 16 Prompt: Today, I challenge you to write a poem that uses the form of a list to defamiliarize the mundane.
Pastel Pink Petals
April dresses up
Seasonal springtime dance
Cherry blossom pink
Haiku
#NaPoWriMo 2019—Day 15–Off Prompt
My Life from A to Z
Alien
Because I was without
Christ, living in
Darkness
Ensnared, a
Foreigner to Israel, without
God and without
Hope, a gentile in
Israel and to all
Jews
Knowing not the
Love of God, believing in
Myths
Not knowing the truth
Of the wonderful
Promises of God
Questioning life’s purpose
Running from truth, a
Stranger to the covenant of Promise
Then, through God’s grace
Understanding the gospel brought me to
Victory in Christ, and I was a
Wanderer no more, a
Xenos no more, I belonged and was
Yoked to Christ forever in
Zion, the New Jerusalem.
Abecedarian
(Based on Ephesians 2)
#NaPoWriMo—Day 14–Off Prompt
Scent-A-Mental Memories
My childhood alarm clock was varied, often twas
Waking to the sound and smell of coffee perking.
Blurp, blurp, goes the old aluminum percolator,
A signal it was five am and mom was awake,
Bustling about the kitchen, making toast with jam.
I snuggle under the fresh smelling sheets and blankets
Knowing I have another hour before I hear
Dad’s voice calling,“ Leona! Time to get up!”
Those sounds, smells,and sights are now memories
Of carefree days in my Illinois country home.
Syllabic Verse
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 13–Off Prompt
Something Significant
Small but great treasure
Tiny green fold up scissors
They’re never dull
Senryu
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day12–Prompt: Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem about a dull thing that you own, and why (and how) you love it.
I have had this little pair of green fold up scissors for many, many years. I have always carried them with me either in my purse or in my car. There have been countless times they’ve come in so handy!
From: ________ To:_________
From the Midwest prairie there arose,
A blue eyed country girl, quiet and shy.
Twas a simple, honest life she chose,
Enjoying nature’s wood, and clear blue sky,
Til years, and bitter tears, drew her away
To the bright city lights and noisy nights,
Bringing many sorrows and great dismay,
Filled with untrue friends and foolish fights.
But suddenly, one night, arose a light,
Telling her to return whence she came,
And visions of the prairie she did sight,
Helping her heal from all the grief and shame.
Once more, now barefoot, she stands
Upon simple, Midwestern prairie lands.
SONNET–ENGLISH:
(3 Quatrains (4 line stanzas) and 1 Couplet (2 line stanza) equals 14 lines–10 syllables each line– Rhyme: abab cdcd efef gg–problem posed in the first 12 lines/Volta=solution in last 2 lines)
Weather Advisory
“Raining cats and dogs”
PDX in the winter
“Soaked to the gills”
Syllable Lune
#NaPoWriMo 2019–Day 10–Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that starts from a regional phrase, particularly one to describe a weather phenomenon. You may remember one from growing up
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 