Day 30 – Your Love’s Not Like a Blackjack Weed (Opposite to “My Love is Like a Red Red Rose”)

Today’s Prompt: Rewrite each line of a poem you like, replacing each word (or as many words as you can) with words that mean the opposite… Did I mention that they included “short” before “poem” in the prompt? No? Probably because I overlooked that and only saw it now – after wrangling half the evening with a 4-versed poem…

I used Robert Burns’ “My Love is Like a Red Red Rose”, and although it felt at times as though I was hacking it apart, it was also fun changing it so drastically! It turns out to be jolly hard to take one thing that rhymes and change the meaning into the opposite, and still make it rhyme… The original is included at the end.

Your Hate’s Not Like a Blackjack Weed

by Angel Dawson

Your hate’s not like a blackjack weed,

All shrivelled, gone to seed,

Your hate’s not a cacophony

So harshly blown on reed.

While I’m a grumpy old banshee

Your shallow loathing shows,

And you will hate me, you old fool,

Where deserts overflow.

 

Where the deserts overflow, old fool,

Nor the clouds bounce from the moon

And you will hate me, you old fool,

When the drops of death get spooned.

 

Misfortune strike, wretch of many,

Misfortune strike the clock,

You would not bother leaving, wretch,

Though it were round the block.

ImageMy Love is Like a Red Red Rose

By Robert Burns

My love is like a red red rose

That’s newly sprung in June:

My love is like the melody

That’s sweetly played in tune.

As fair art though, my bonnie lass,

So deep in love am I:

And I will love thee still, my dear,

Till a’ the seas gang dry.

 

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

And the rocks melt wi’ the sun:

And I will love thee still, my dear,

While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only love,

And fare the weel a while!

And I will come again, my love,

Thou’ it were ten thousand mile.

~oOo~

I have to say that I far prefer the original, but it was fun playing around with it and having to stretch my poetic imagination! It turned out a bit nonsensical and dark.

And that brings me to the end of April and my first NaPoWriMo challenge! Not quite 30 poems, but not too far off either. To those of you who have read my verses, thank you. I hope that you’ve enjoyed them.

I’m not sure what May will bring – but we’ll see soon enough!

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Day 28 – Red, Vermilion, Scarlet, Crimson

Today’s Prompt: Write a colour poem using synonyms and associations with a certain colour.

Red, Vermilion, Scarlet, Crimson

by Angel Dawson

Red, vermilion, scarlet, crimson,

Love and passion, danger, heat.

Russet, amaranth, cherry, carmine,

Leaves and flowers, rubies, fruit.

~oOo~

I need a bit more time to brush up this one – I think it has space for postboxes, lipstick, phone booths and a multitude of other traditionally red items, so I’ll definitely give it a makeover later!

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Day 24 – It’s Getting a Little Too Late (Limerick)

Today’s Prompt: Uninspiring and ignored (anagrams). Thank goodness for limericks, when all else fails…

It’s Getting a Little Too Late

by Angel Dawson

It’s Getting a Little Too Late,

To populate this empty slate,

My muse has gone west,

I must go and rest,

I’ll be back at some later date!

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Day 23 – Fairy Dresses of Blossoms Pink (Triolet)

Today’s Prompt: Write a Triolet – Triolets are rather fascinating, as they have 8 lines and an iambic tetrameter (8 syllables per line) and lines 1, 4 and 7 are identical, and then lines 2 and 8 are also identical. Throw in the ABaAabAB rhyme scheme and you can have some fun! You can see what my inspiration was…Image

Fairy Dresses of Blossoms Pink

by Angel Dawson

Fairy dresses of blossoms pink,

Perfect for the King and Queen’s ball,

Daintier than satin, I think,

Fairy dresses of blossoms pink.

Twirling dancers of floral ink

In a magical fairy hall…

Fairy dresses of blossoms pink,

Perfect for the King and Queen’s ball.

 

 

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Day 22 – Painter’s Sunset/Painted Sunset

Today’s Prompt: Write a poem about nature in honour of Earth Day. I can’t decide which title to choose – in fact, I struggle more coming up with most of the titles than I do the poems…

Painter’s Sunset/Painted Sunset

by Angel Dawson

Orange blends into lilac

As the giant watercolour washes the sky,

A dreamy canvas stretches

From the horizon to twinkling stars on high.

Agate and amethyst light

Meet and blend into magical fiery hues,

And slowly the gloved-hand, Night,

Drags it deep into velvet, inky dark blues

~oOo~

Perhaps you would let me know which of the two titles you would choose? And for now, that’s all folks! It’s 1am and I am ‘zausted, so the rest will have to wait – I think I should take that bite and start posting as soon as I get home from work!

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Day 21 – In The Fortune Cookie Jar

Today’s Prompt: Use fortune cookie fortunes to make a poem. This was actually a lot of fun, although I completely blanked out as far as fortunes went and had to visit http://www.fortunecookiemessage.com for some ideas. They have a LOT to choose from!

In The Fortune Cookie Jar

by Angel Dawson

To get a friend, be a friend;

A trip is in your stars;

Opportunity will come your way;

Success will come at last.

You will have a good surprise;

Don’t fear what you don’t know;

Believe in the goodness of mankind;

Liked meal? Buy one to go!

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Day 20 – The Gold Digger

Today’s Prompt: Write a poem using at least 5 of the following words – owl, abscond, willowy, mercurial, curl, elusive, twice, ghost, truffle, svelte, rodomontade, non-pareil.

The Gold Digger

by Angel Dawson

As the moon shimmered gold

On her willowy frame,

The curl of her lips

Showed she knew this game.

Mercurial dark eyes,

And a svelte figure,

Rodomantade graces –

A fine gold digger.

She’d abscond in a flash,

An elusive ghost.

Think twice before you act,

She’s deadlier than most.

~o0o~

I think I used 8 of the words in the end. And I’ve noticed I seem to have a fascination with the moon!

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