April 2019 Napowrimo Day 22

Write a poem that engages with another art form. I’ve admired her storytelling technique since we were just two awkward prenagers navigating the halls of 6th grade we both lived in our imaginations and longed to make the invisible seen I required a million combinations of the same black and white symbols to create but…

April 2019 Napowrimo Day 20

Write a poem that speaks, interspersed with the narrator’s responses and thoughts. Why do I hit all the red lights? she wonders and looks up to God for an answer. I don’t know what to tell her. she sighs. It’s like I’m forced to stand in the same spot while the world keeps moving. she…

April 2019 Napowrimo Day 19

Write an abecedarian poem. A doctor Asked me to write how I feel About my Aches. Broken, I said. too Broken to Care about the Drama or Comfort the Energy draining vampires as I did before. F politics and F petty arguments. I used to be Generous and Gracious with my time. too Generous. but…

April 2019 Napowrimo Day 18

Napowrimo Day 18: Write an elegy (poem that mourns one who is dead) in which the abstraction of sadness is communicated in physical and tangible detail. Wrote this fast because I started crying before I even put pen to paper. And I realize it’s still pretty abstract even though the prompt told me not to…

April 2019 Napowrimo Day 17

Write a poem of a scene from an unusual point of view. I know I am dying a slow demise my killers chop me down and lug my weight through the snow they drag me to their home prolong my suffering next to a warm fireplace I’m forced to stand I’m fed just enough water…

April 2019 Napowrimo-Day 16

Write a poem that uses the form of a list to defamiliarize the mundane. the comforts I took for granted back in the days of my youth I miss the sound of my mother’s slippered footsteps coming to check if I was sleeping or reading under the covers I miss the smell of soy sauce,…

April 2019 Napowrimo-Day 13

Write a poem about something mysterious and spooky. I did not know her she snuck up on me already knew my secrets cast a magic spell I became a puppet helpless she pulled my strings my eyes were open but I could not move forced to watch her take my place she slipped into my…

April 2019 Napowrimo-Day 12

Write a poem about a dull thing that you own, and why (and how) you love it. Alternatively, what would it mean to you to give away or destroy a significant object? polished the brass hairpin the one I used when we last said goodbye I hoped it would shine again but the rust sealed…

April 2019 Napowrimo-Day 11

Write a poem of origin. Where are you from? Not just geographically, but emotionally, physically, spiritually? And having come from there, where are you now? I was born with sand caught in my throat like the other Asian-American kids in my hometown we dared not speak too loud and voiceless, we strived for perfection straight…

April 2019 Napowrimo-Day 10

Napowrimo Day 10: Write a poem that starts from a regional phrase, particularly one to describe a weather phenomenon. thought I was the chosen one. the Sun would serve me lemonade, slather coconut sunscreen on my golden skin, but the sky had other ideas. Heaven cast May Gray into the leading role. she ruled my…

April 2019 Napowrimo Day 9

Napowrimo Day 9: Write a poem inspired by Sei Shonagon, a Japanese writer who lived more than 1000 years ago. She wrote lists like “Things That Have Lost Their Power,” “Adorable Things,” and “Things That Make Your Heart Beat Faster.” a family sized bag of potato chips after 3 months of clean eating people him…

April 2019 Napowrimo-Day 8

Napowrimo Day 8: Use the jargon/slang of a particular job or profession, and see how you can incorporate it into a metaphor that governs or drives your poem. Since I do product development as a food scientist, I decided to use my job as the metaphor and incorporated nutrition lingo. sometimes I’m asked to formulate…