Acrostichis – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 23

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Hey 😊

 

Day 23’s prompt went like this:

write a poem about a particular letter of the alphabet, or perhaps, the letters that form a short word.

Here’s my attempt, it doesn’t talk about the letters but it does play with them as a nod to the word down the left *shrugs*

Woman eating orange pieces

Proud, perhaps pouting prettily,

Orla organises oranges ornately.

Eventually, evening envelopes events –

Morose mind meanderings maraud…

 

It’s another short one today, but it was all that came to mind for this prompt! As you’ll well know, I do love a little alliteration 😉 I was tickled when I found the pic on Pixabay after I had written the poem; a suitable ‘Orla’, I’d say.

Big hugs, stay safe, and we’ll push on to Day 24!

 

Monty X

 

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Social Slider – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 22

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Howdy!

The NaPoWriMo prompt posited:

Today, I’d like to challenge you to find an idiomatic phrase from a different language or culture, and use it as the jumping-off point for your poem.

I picked two from here (because, why not?!) “Att glida in på en räkmacka” in Swedish (“To slide in on a shrimp sandwich.”) and ไก่เห็นตีนงู งูเห็นนมไก่ in Thai (“The hen sees the snake’s feet and the snake sees the hen’s boobs.”). What fun…!

 

He slid in

On a shrimp-lined sandwich;

All sushi and simpering.

 

But his serpent socks

Could not escape

My barnyard vigilance.

 

Again with the fowl deeds… 😉

Big hugs, stay safe, and be sure to stay tuned for Day 23!

 

Monty X

 

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Translosten – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 21

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Hey there 😊

 

The prompt for Day 21 was to:

Find a poem in a language that you don’t know, and perform a “homophonic translation” on it. What does that mean? Well, it means to try to translate the poem simply based on how it sounds.

The first (Hungarian) poem was from here and it does have the translation in English if you scroll down, too, but I didn’t look at that until after I had written my version. They differ quite a bit…! No idea what mine’s about!

The second (swedish) poem is from here and it has the real translation right next to it…but I like mine better 😉

 

Szeretlek, szeretlek, szeretlek,

Secretly, stealthily, stealthily,

egész nap kutatlak, kereslek,

egress from catastrophe, carefully

egész nap sírok a testedért,

egress from such a test

szomorú kedves a kedvesért,

sleeping knives and stabbers,

egész nap csókolom testedet,

egress from catastrophic tests

csókolom minden percedet.

catastrophic minds proceed.

 

 

Minden percedet csókolom,

Minds proceed to catastrophe,

nem múlik ízed az ajkamon,

their milk used as medicine

csókolom a földet, ahol jársz,

catastrophe unfolded, every year

csókolom a percet, mikor vársz,

catastrophe a percentage, minor variations

messziről kutatlak, kereslek,

messy, cutting , careless

szeretlek, szeretlek, szeretlek.

stealthily, stealthily, stealthily.

 

 

Hon vet

The vet

vem som får

took it too far

slå henne

with my hen.

 

 

Underlydande

Understandably

har mer

he got

bukfett

buckled.

 

I like this kind of prompt, I do think I have done a similar one before…

Big hugs, stay safe, and I’ll meet you for Day 22’s prompt!

 

Monty X

 

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Gifted- #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 20

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Hello!

 

The prompt for Day 20 was to write about a home/handmade gift I had received:

 

On an old Christmas tree

That has seen its fair share

Of just-saved almost-topplings

And general wear,

There are treasures all nestled –

They grow every year –

Because one special crafter

Thrives on Christmas cheer!

 

We are not talking alcohol,

Mince pies or ‘nog;

A mishap with turkey,

Or mistletoe snogs –

 

No! She gets all a-flutter

With glue, paper and cloth,

And wee jingly bells,

Some pipe cleaners (and fluff)

 

It’s all just so damn homely

To survey that tree;

Each single decoration

Seems golden, to me 😊

 

As a bit of a ‘maker’ myself (the poem is about my mum) I really do appreciate the time and effort that goes into any handmade offering. I love that a person must think about you a lot while making you something, so it is already infused with positivity and pleasing memories. The way I see it, crafters have forever imprinted a piece of themselves into the materials they use, because time is something none of us have enough of in this life (no matter how bored you may feel in lockdown…) and yet a ‘maker’ has chosen to encapsulate some of theirs in their art or craft in order to make you feel loved 😊

The kids have great fun decorating our tree every year – and Christmas 2019 they really seemed to take an interest in telling me which deccies they remembered and why. Here you can see not only my mum’s lovely creations peeking out, but also sourdough offerings from the kids’ nursery days, my grumpy fairy I knitted over a decade ago, and various wee knick knacks others have given us over the years. It may look a jumbled mess to many, but I wouldn’t have our tree any other way 😉

 

Are you crafting in these times of social isolation? Do you have a cherished recipient in mind?

 

Big hugs, stay safe, and I’ll ‘see’ you for Day 21’s prompt!

 

Monty X

 

 

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Not A Trifle – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 19

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Hi!

Today’s suggestion was a lovely one:

our optional prompt challenges you to write a poem based on a “walking archive.” What’s that? Well, it’s when you go on a walk and gather up interesting things – a flower, a strange piece of bark, a rock. This then becomes your “walking archive” – the physical instantiation of your walk. If you’re unable to get out of the house (as many of us now are), you can create a “walking archive” by wandering around your own home and gathering knick-knacks, family photos, maybe a strange spice or kitchen gadget you never use. One you’ve finished your gathering, lay all your materials out on  a tray table, like museum specimens. Now, let your group of materials inspire your poem! You can write about just one of the things you’ve gathered, or how all of them are all linked, or even what they say about you, who chose them and brought them together. [From here]

but unfortunately I read it after I was firmly ensconced under my duvet (and laptop)…so I improvised and wrote about what Youngest presented me with after his walk.

Cheat?  Yes.

Bovvered?   Nah…

 

A walk with your dad

And a bike with a loose chain.

There, in your hand,

Are flowers. Face a cheeky grin.

3 little weeds but

Enough for a Mother’s smile:

Lost in my thoughts,

Now aware of my glowy child.

 

Tumbling curls and

Happy for your compliments,

You love the colours, though

Not crazy for the weedy scents.

I swill a trifle tub

And now there’s a ‘vase’

Elevating those sweet offerings

To last a few more days.

 

I definitely will be storing up the proper poem ponder-fest for another day when I am more ‘free’ and able to actually linger outside of my own garden without feeling like everyone thinks I am flouting regulations 😉 being someone who has been known to hug strangers pretty regularly, and stand chatting for hours, it is still a strange thing to be clock-watching and crossing roads/traversing grass verges so often in order to give people a wide berth and observe the one hour rule. 

I’m glad our kids are taking the restrictions seriously, I’m happy to report that they have relinquished their pavement-hogger ways without much protest, bless them.

Anyway, enjoy your walks if and when you manage to get them, and as always: big hugs, stay safe…

                                               and off we jolly well!

 

Monty X

 

 

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An Ode Owed – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 18

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Hey there 😊

 

It’s fun having a prompt site declare it is challenging you to write an ode to life’s small pleasures! I came up with this wee four liner:

 

Oh blossom, poised ‘tween bud and bloom!

Oh birdsong, heard in sunlit rooms;

Oh sweetened breeze, oh warmer air:

How much you tempt me from my chair!

The pic is from our cherry blossom out the front, that Eldest has always referred to as ‘his’ tree. It is right outside our south-facing livingroom (and his bedroom window too) and I have spent many a happy crafting/tea/art/writing break looking out at the birds hopping along familiar branches over the last decade-and-a-bit.

I saw a picture on Facebook of the gorgeous (pink) cherry blossom tree in my inlaws’ garden, that my MIL had posted. They live in Ireland, and theirs seems to be further along than ours, and I should imagine it gets a bit more TLC than ours does, too!

 

Having spent the first five years of my life in Edinburgh, and then returning to live there for 18 months in Hubby’s flat before we moved to our current house, blossom to me always puts me in mind of The Meadows. Spring is definitely my favourite season!

 

What are you revelling in at the moment? Let me know in the comments 😊

 

Big hugs, stay safe, and onwards to Day 19!

 

Monty X

 

 

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Prized – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 17

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Howdy do!

 

Today, I challenge you to write a poem that features forgotten technology

Whispered the NaPoWriMo site to the poetic part of my brain….

 

I won it in a competition,

Got my picture in the paper

Grinning; with my hands clutched around the unopened box.

I suddenly had a source of isolation

In others’ words

(And from them…)

 

I could wander with song!

 

My Grandfather introduced me to the lyrics of Queen,

His neat capitals

On a black and beige cassette;

A gesture I really appreciated

Despite the sarky comment:

TO HER MAJESTY – THE QUEEN, FROM GRANDAD.

 

Someone had obviously tested

That my prize worked:

A Chris De Burgh tape

Was nestled within.

 

Grandad approved of him, too.

 

So: I went for many a walk, man!

Dancing in public was always a risk…

Maybe more smiling than grinning?! 1987, 9 years old, (I’m the one in the middle) having drawn a “house of the future” that was also a rocket. Mum said it was my descriptions of it that swung the deal 😉

Do you have a gadget that you remember fondly from your childhood? Please tell me about it in the comments, or link to your NaPo offering for Day 17. I’d love to read it!

 

Big hugs, stay safe, and off we go to Day 18!

 

Monty X

 

 

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On Walking – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 16

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Hi!

 

The prompt for Day 16 was:

Pick a person, place, or thing you love, and praise it in the most effusive way you can.

So I thought about what I am pining for in this lockdown situation, and I wrote about that:

 

I love you!

My brain-cells firing

In infinite directions.

 

The majesty of your forgiveness!

The clarity you foster!

The rewiring you encourage!

 

The feeling of escape when I embrace you!

And yet:

You always bring me closer to myself.

 

Your peace envelops me.

You grace refocuses me.

 

I’m always shown

Something that I need.

 

Your stories are endless,

Your lessons are always timely.

Oh! How I miss

Your silence,

Light,

And space!

 

My wonderful muse:

Always there

(Until you weren’t)

 

My companion throughout my late teens,

My refuge in these adult woes.

 

A place to breathe,

To ponder,

To splice theories;

And reposition shards of shattered self-care.

 

Oh! How I miss

Your serenity,

Your colour and company!

 

Until we meet again –

Please save some steps for me…?

 

So, tell me: are you missing long walks by yourself as much I am?! 😉

Stay safe, big hugs, and I’ll see you for prompt 17!

 

Monty X

 

 

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Viral Lyrics? – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 15

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Hello 😊

 

The optional prompt for today was for me to write a poem inspired by my favourite music. According to Spotify, I listened to the artist Pink the most last year, so I thought about an episode of Ellen I watched about Pink’s battle with Corona Virus; and wrote a song. Not commercially viable, of course (!) but here it is:

 

V1:

Covid-19 you weren’t supposed to be mean

To a 3 year old boy

That I shelter.

That helpless young frame…

And despite all my fame

They couldn’t test,

And then make him better.

 

Chorus:

We draw our rainbows large,

Health service supercharged;

We’re staying on the couch

None of us going out.

The horror on T.V

Could take out you or me

So we’re trying to be kind

Keeping our loved ones in mind.

 

V2:

Covid-19, oh tell me what does it mean

When can life be resurrected?

We spent Easter alone,

Just ghosts on a phone

Lord tell us:

How many souls are infected?

 

Chorus:

We draw our rainbows large,

Health service supercharged;

We’re staying on the couch

None of us going out.

The horror on T.V

Could take out you or me

So we’re trying to be kind

Keeping our loved ones in mind.

 

Bridge:

What’s with the hospital surge,

Then talk of flattening curves?

A pandemic, but no vaccination –

A president in a rant

About fake news, who can’t

Admit failure

Towards his own nation!

 

(Chorus)

 

Rap:

How do we fight this disease?

C’mon answer me, please?

Just out for my groceries

And masks are all I can see.

 

And I’m searching the skies

Massive tears in my eyes,

Lord, now please hear our cries

Before more thousands die.

 

 

Outro

Covid-19, oh tell me what does it mean

When can life be resurrected?

 

(Chorus to fade)

 

 

I hope you are all doing ok today?

I had Youngest out in the back garden yesterday, but Eldest didn’t want to join us. He soon regretted his decision, however, when he saw how much scope for hilarious mis-hits the sloping lawn afforded us, and also how many angles Youngest managed to shoot from that frustrated my efforts at goal keeping! Youngest even managed a spectacular chip shot that went perfectly over my head and yet landed before it was in danger of clearing the fence into the lane 😉

So Eldest had no complaints today when the garden was suggested again! The kids were giggling a lot, and once more I was suitably rubbish in goals…and also at scoring them. The sun shone for us again too, which is always a great way to lift one’s spirits.

 

What shenanigans have you seen kids getting up to in your neighbourhood?

 

We also made biscuits with the Easter cookie cutters today:

 

Later we iced them with glossy goopy wonderfulness that tasted goood.  Who knew sugar, milk and golden syrup would be that much fun?!

 

Stay safe, and I’ll catch you soon for Day 16’s piece.

 

Monty X

 

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Em-ulation? – #NaPoWriMo20 – Day 14

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Hiya 😊

 

The prompt for Day 14 of NaPoWriMo was:

…to write a poem that deals with the poems, poets, and other people who inspired you to write poems. These could be poems/poets/people that you strive to be like, or even poems, poets, and people that you strive not to be like.

Enid Blyton was my main early writing influence and goodness knows the woman was prolific, so I gorged on her for a long time! I really liked reading the work of Liz Lochhead and Norman McCaig in school, and Shakespeare is of course up there…I really just fell into the whole rhyming poetry thing from Blyton though 😉 I carried on because I got good feedback from home and school; then I switched to experimenting with blank and free verse in my mid-teens upon the advice of the (sadly no longer with us) children’s author Rennie McOwan. And here I am, posting on my (predominantly) poetry blog almost 30 years later!

I wrote the below about a certain poet I came across in University, however:

 

 

I gasped – for there were telling ways –

I could have been E.D –

A twitch of the familiar – 

As I was first reading.

 

But who am I to make great haste

To justify my days –

As though they’re bound for greatness, when

I’m reclined in my grave?

 

(Those familiar with this poet probably won’t need this link to see what I played with above, but just in case…)

Stay safe everyone, big hugs and I’ll ‘see’ you in the next post!

 

Monty X

 

 

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