Whew, what a month it has been with writing poetry every day. While it has been a challenge some days, it's also been really fun! It was great to get back into poetry which is something I really loved when I was younger, and I'm surprised how easily it all came back to me even after all these years.
The prompt for today was to write a minimalist poem, haikus are a well known example of this. Given that my month of poetry started with me writing haikus I find it very fitting, and full-circle, that the month should end with haikus, which is one of my favourite poetry styles.
Today my thoughts are swimming with The Way of Kings by Sanderson. The book has really gotten good and there have been little tidbits of info on the bigger picture that is taking place, which really has me interested. So many thoughts and theories swimming around in my head. I decided to create a haiku about it for today's poem.
Stormlight Archive thoughts
Messages from the unknown
Odium draws near
And as a special thanks to everyone who have been reading my poems this past month, one last haiku to end it off:
One month of poems
What a delight it has been!
Sad to have it end
Thanks again for reading! I hope you enjoyed this crazy month of poems.
Attentea Danaxam
A blog written by the Nerd Princess, Attentea Danaxam. "We're all geeks here."
Tuesday, 30 April 2019
Monday, 29 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 29
The poetry prompt for today was all about emotion and analyzing emotions. My mind kept wandering to Disney's Inside Out movie, so I decided that it was probably easiest to use that as inspiration for the poem today. As for what style to do, for most of the month I tried really hard to stay away from styles of poetry that I used a lot in grade school when I last wrote a lot of poems. This included acrostic poems. I guess I thought of them as childish and simple, but now that the month is almost over I realized that I should give this poetry style its turn and so I used the 5 emotions for Inside Out as the words for the poem, and then filled each one with things that make me feel that way. Enjoy!
Just cuddling a panda
Observing a colourful sunset
Yellow clothing and shoes
Seeing a favourite character die in a movie
A family pet that passes away
Dear friend who moves to another city
Not being able to go to a convention
Erasing important digital files by accident
Soggy rainy weather for days on end
Spraining my ankle tripping over a sidewalk
Another day of eating boring sandwiches for lunch
Not getting any help with household chores
Getting home late because the bus was caught behind a traffic accident
Egocentric managers in the workplace
Rules that prevent me from being myself and allowing me to fill my world with joy
Fuzzy spiders crawling up the walls
Eerie shadow monsters that come out when I turn off the lights
Acrophobia, the fear of heights
Regretting that I did not try something when I had the chance
Dirty bathrooms
In a pot is the water from boiling hot dogs
Slimy seafood
Gutted fish sitting on ice for sale
Ugly itchy stained clothing
Soggy feet in soaked shoes that squish when I walk
Taste of mushrooms
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Just cuddling a panda
Observing a colourful sunset
Yellow clothing and shoes
Seeing a favourite character die in a movie
A family pet that passes away
Dear friend who moves to another city
Not being able to go to a convention
Erasing important digital files by accident
Soggy rainy weather for days on end
Spraining my ankle tripping over a sidewalk
Another day of eating boring sandwiches for lunch
Not getting any help with household chores
Getting home late because the bus was caught behind a traffic accident
Egocentric managers in the workplace
Rules that prevent me from being myself and allowing me to fill my world with joy
Fuzzy spiders crawling up the walls
Eerie shadow monsters that come out when I turn off the lights
Acrophobia, the fear of heights
Regretting that I did not try something when I had the chance
Dirty bathrooms
In a pot is the water from boiling hot dogs
Slimy seafood
Gutted fish sitting on ice for sale
Ugly itchy stained clothing
Soggy feet in soaked shoes that squish when I walk
Taste of mushrooms
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Sunday, 28 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 28
Today's prompt was a really fun one. Write a meta-poem, which is a poem about poetry. I actually found this prompt really easy, the words the flowed to me without much thought at all. Only the last line of the limerick did I really have to think about what to write. Perhaps my head was in a weird place after reading more Way of Kings by Sanderson, or perhaps this topic of poetry is just natural for me, either way I hope you enjoy today's meta-poem.
Poetry
I use to think that poems had to rhyme
That's how I did it all the time
Then haikus I learned
No more rhymes but syllables
Drive this poem style
Then I learned the limerick style
I found it challenging, it took me a while
With paper and pen
I would sit there and then
Words flowed out to the page, no denial
Free verse was next
A style that always felt awkward to me.
Like fragments of ideas
Spattered around
Trying to paint a picture of life.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Poetry
I use to think that poems had to rhyme
That's how I did it all the time
Then haikus I learned
No more rhymes but syllables
Drive this poem style
Then I learned the limerick style
I found it challenging, it took me a while
With paper and pen
I would sit there and then
Words flowed out to the page, no denial
Free verse was next
A style that always felt awkward to me.
Like fragments of ideas
Spattered around
Trying to paint a picture of life.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Saturday, 27 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day27
The prompt for today was all about Shakespear sonnets and playing around with them. While I have studied Shakespear, it's only been his plays, not his sonnets, so I really had nothing to go on for the prompt today.
Instead inspiration came from reading more Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson. There was a line about women being sweet, colourful, and delicious, just like jam. lol It inspired me to write a poem about the leading ladies of Sanderson books that I have read and loved. So hope you enjoy today's poem!
Ladies of Sanderson
Vin
Lowly skaa, lowly thief
Abandoned by her brother, nothing more to life
But one saw her potential, and one loved her as she was
To raise her up and find her strength
To change the world forever
As Preservation's hand
Sarene
Princess of Teod, bride of Raoden
Alone in Arelon, here to make it better
Raise up the commoners, give aid to the Elantrians
What ever became of Raoden?
Stop the war and save her home old and new
To witness the return of Elantris' might
Siri
Princess of Idrian, Godking's bride
Here to bear a son, unite their nations
Rebellious and colourful, love of life
Learns the Godking's secret and earns his love in return
A new secret they share together
And stop the war on her home
Shallan
The scholar with the heart of a thief
Journeying far and risking all for her family
Keen of mind and sharp of tongue
Not at all proper for a young lady
Hair as red as jam, and just as sweet
Bearer of a Shardblade
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Instead inspiration came from reading more Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson. There was a line about women being sweet, colourful, and delicious, just like jam. lol It inspired me to write a poem about the leading ladies of Sanderson books that I have read and loved. So hope you enjoy today's poem!
Ladies of Sanderson
Vin
Lowly skaa, lowly thief
Abandoned by her brother, nothing more to life
But one saw her potential, and one loved her as she was
To raise her up and find her strength
To change the world forever
As Preservation's hand
Sarene
Princess of Teod, bride of Raoden
Alone in Arelon, here to make it better
Raise up the commoners, give aid to the Elantrians
What ever became of Raoden?
Stop the war and save her home old and new
To witness the return of Elantris' might
Siri
Princess of Idrian, Godking's bride
Here to bear a son, unite their nations
Rebellious and colourful, love of life
Learns the Godking's secret and earns his love in return
A new secret they share together
And stop the war on her home
Shallan
The scholar with the heart of a thief
Journeying far and risking all for her family
Keen of mind and sharp of tongue
Not at all proper for a young lady
Hair as red as jam, and just as sweet
Bearer of a Shardblade
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Friday, 26 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 26
Today's poetry prompt is to use repetition. Repetition is something that I use a lot of in my poetry writing, along with symmetry. So I wanted to do something different, something more, with the idea of repetition. The inspiration for today's poem came from the Legend of Zelda games. The basic idea behind the whole series is that when Hyrule (or other lands) are in danger, the hero of courage will always rise up to save the day. Repetition. This became the basis of my poem so I hope you enjoy traveling along with me and the Hero of Courage as he one again saves the land. Enjoy!
The Hero of Courage
I met an old man in a cave today.
It's dangerous to go alone, here take this.
I must defeat Ganon and save Zelda.
The hero of courage rises again.
A mark appears on the back of my hand
I'm told to seek out the triforce of courage
I must find it to wake Zelda and save Hyrule
The hero of courage rises again.
A call from Zelda wakes me from my sleep
Agahnim wishes to steal the crown and Ganon has corrupted the Sacred Relm
Both must be defeated to bring peace to Hyrule
The hero of courage rises again.
Sailing the ocean a big storm hits
Marin finds me washed up on the shore
The Wind Fish sleeps in the egg on the mountain
The hero of courage rises again.
A boy with no fairy becomes a man with a sword in the blink of an eye
Princess Zelda gives her orcarina to aid me
Ganondorf must be stopped to save Hyrule
The hero of courage rises again.
In a forest the Skull kid curses me; a deku scrub
A mysterious village on the other side
The moon is falling!
The hero of courage rises again.
The triforce calls me to Holodrum and Labrynna
With rod of seasons and harp of ages I repair the lands
Twinrova will not succeed this day
The hero of courage rises again.
Green clothes from my grandmother
Pirates help save my captured sister
Ganondorf the true threat once released
The hero of courage rises again.
A simple ranch worker in Ordon
Darkness descends upon the land, a twlight spirit my only guide
The land of Hyrule must be saved
The hero of courage rises again.
The Wing Ceremony on the floating sky isle
Zelda speaks of lands below the clouds
Ghirahim and the Imprisoned must be stopped
The hero of courage rises again.
100 years asleep, where am I?
What am I doing? What is that voice?
Calamity Ganon circles the palace, darkness for Hyrule a moment away.
The hero of courage rises again.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
The Hero of Courage
I met an old man in a cave today.
It's dangerous to go alone, here take this.
I must defeat Ganon and save Zelda.
The hero of courage rises again.
A mark appears on the back of my hand
I'm told to seek out the triforce of courage
I must find it to wake Zelda and save Hyrule
The hero of courage rises again.
A call from Zelda wakes me from my sleep
Agahnim wishes to steal the crown and Ganon has corrupted the Sacred Relm
Both must be defeated to bring peace to Hyrule
The hero of courage rises again.
Sailing the ocean a big storm hits
Marin finds me washed up on the shore
The Wind Fish sleeps in the egg on the mountain
The hero of courage rises again.
A boy with no fairy becomes a man with a sword in the blink of an eye
Princess Zelda gives her orcarina to aid me
Ganondorf must be stopped to save Hyrule
The hero of courage rises again.
In a forest the Skull kid curses me; a deku scrub
A mysterious village on the other side
The moon is falling!
The hero of courage rises again.
The triforce calls me to Holodrum and Labrynna
With rod of seasons and harp of ages I repair the lands
Twinrova will not succeed this day
The hero of courage rises again.
Green clothes from my grandmother
Pirates help save my captured sister
Ganondorf the true threat once released
The hero of courage rises again.
A simple ranch worker in Ordon
Darkness descends upon the land, a twlight spirit my only guide
The land of Hyrule must be saved
The hero of courage rises again.
The Wing Ceremony on the floating sky isle
Zelda speaks of lands below the clouds
Ghirahim and the Imprisoned must be stopped
The hero of courage rises again.
100 years asleep, where am I?
What am I doing? What is that voice?
Calamity Ganon circles the palace, darkness for Hyrule a moment away.
The hero of courage rises again.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Thursday, 25 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 25
Today's prompt I thought was interesting as it had three parts to it, all of which seemed simple enough. One, it needs to be specific to a season, two, have imagery that relates to all five senses, and three, includes a rhetorical question.
That last one I found a little tricky, but the other two came quite naturally from the the inspiration I had for today's poem. Lately I've been thinking about the pokemon hoppip, skiploom, and jumpluff. I have cosplays for these pokemon and I thought it would be a cool idea to take photos of the hoppip cosplay in the spring, skiploom in the summer, and jumpluff in the fall. Well right there gave me an idea for the poem today. So I hope you enjoy going through the warmer seasons of the year through the life of a hoppip.
Spring has arrived!
The songs of birds fill the air
Thick with the scents of fresh blooms
See the hoppips dance on the breeze
As the taste of the fresh sprouts in my salad
Remind me of the soft touch of the new grass
The long days of summer extend
Crickets chirp the long hours
As the humidity from a recent storm fills my nose
See the lazy skiploom float with the flowers
As the taste of fresh berries fill my mouth
And makes me crave cake as soft as the clouds above
Cool days of fall blow in
Crunching fallen leaves beneath my feet
The smell of a crisp evening lingering around
See the jumpluff twirling in the leaves
As the taste of apple cider warms my bones
From the coming chill rough as the tree bark around me
How do I learn the dance of the seasons
So that I may join you in your joy?
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
That last one I found a little tricky, but the other two came quite naturally from the the inspiration I had for today's poem. Lately I've been thinking about the pokemon hoppip, skiploom, and jumpluff. I have cosplays for these pokemon and I thought it would be a cool idea to take photos of the hoppip cosplay in the spring, skiploom in the summer, and jumpluff in the fall. Well right there gave me an idea for the poem today. So I hope you enjoy going through the warmer seasons of the year through the life of a hoppip.
Spring has arrived!
The songs of birds fill the air
Thick with the scents of fresh blooms
See the hoppips dance on the breeze
As the taste of the fresh sprouts in my salad
Remind me of the soft touch of the new grass
The long days of summer extend
Crickets chirp the long hours
As the humidity from a recent storm fills my nose
See the lazy skiploom float with the flowers
As the taste of fresh berries fill my mouth
And makes me crave cake as soft as the clouds above
Cool days of fall blow in
Crunching fallen leaves beneath my feet
The smell of a crisp evening lingering around
See the jumpluff twirling in the leaves
As the taste of apple cider warms my bones
From the coming chill rough as the tree bark around me
How do I learn the dance of the seasons
So that I may join you in your joy?
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Wednesday, 24 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 24
Today’s prompt is to write a poem that is inspired by a reference book. Locate a dictionary, thesaurus, or encyclopedia, open it at random, and consider the two pages in front of you to be your inspirational playground for the day.
I took a bit of a twist on this, in that I based my poem on a word from the current book I'm reading: The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson. Yesterday there was a really awesome passage in the book and I wanted to use it for my poem today. It may not be a reference book, but I think this poem still has a similar feel as if I had opened a dictionary. Enjoy!
Errorgance
I took a bit of a twist on this, in that I based my poem on a word from the current book I'm reading: The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson. Yesterday there was a really awesome passage in the book and I wanted to use it for my poem today. It may not be a reference book, but I think this poem still has a similar feel as if I had opened a dictionary. Enjoy!
Errorgance
Arrogant
To have confidence in what you say
That is a good thing
But what if there is too much?
Blind belief in what you are saying
Errorgant
Arrogant
To know what you are talking about
You've researched all the facts
But what if your knowledge is lacking?
Blind belief in what little you know.
Errorgant
Climate change
Religion
Vaccination
Health and Wellness
Politics
Errorgance
Errorgant: "it means to be twice as certain as someone who is merely arrogant, while possessing only one-tenth the requisite facts." ~The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Tuesday, 23 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 23
Today's prompt should have been super easy for me. Write a poem about an animal. I LOVE pandas so I probably could write a poem about pandas in my sleep. Alas, today I was feeling very scatter-brained and distracted and busy with other things so I wasn't able to write a work of art poem about pandas. I was able to write a few lines though, so please enjoy what I was able to come up with in the few moments when the creative spark hit me.
Soft paws, cuddly fur
Rolly-poly all a blur
Munching munching on bamboo
Sleep, the only other thing to do
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Soft paws, cuddly fur
Rolly-poly all a blur
Munching munching on bamboo
Sleep, the only other thing to do
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Monday, 22 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 22
The prompt for today is to write a poem that engages with another art form. Well right now I have cosplay on the brain with the local comic-con later this week. Thinking about it I realized that cosplay is an art as well, though not often thought of one. The amount of time and effort that goes into each cosplay makes each costume a masterpiece. So today's poem is dedicated to all the cosplayers out there. Keep on doing what you are doing! Enjoy!
Cosplay
The first step is the perfect picture of the character
One with the right colours
One that has a great pose for photos
One showcasing the details just right
Next comes the creative search for materials on a shoestring budget
Raiding thrift stores
Fabric store sales
The lucky find at the dollar store
Now the creation process
Carefully getting the pieces together
Cutting and sewing
Undoing stitches and re-doing
It must be perfect
Busy right now, but there's still lots of time to get this done.
Until there's not
Oh no! The con is tomorrow!
Staying up late, slaving into the night
Needles and thread
Hot glue guns
Slop on some paint
Please stay together!
The mad rush of creation to the finish line.
The day of the convention.
This will have to do.
"Can I take your picture?"
"Love your cosplay!"
"You look amazing!"
The blood, sweat, and tears was worth it.
Time to begin another.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Cosplay
The first step is the perfect picture of the character
One with the right colours
One that has a great pose for photos
One showcasing the details just right
Next comes the creative search for materials on a shoestring budget
Raiding thrift stores
Fabric store sales
The lucky find at the dollar store
Now the creation process
Carefully getting the pieces together
Cutting and sewing
Undoing stitches and re-doing
It must be perfect
Busy right now, but there's still lots of time to get this done.
Until there's not
Oh no! The con is tomorrow!
Staying up late, slaving into the night
Needles and thread
Hot glue guns
Slop on some paint
Please stay together!
The mad rush of creation to the finish line.
The day of the convention.
This will have to do.
"Can I take your picture?"
"Love your cosplay!"
"You look amazing!"
The blood, sweat, and tears was worth it.
Time to begin another.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
Sunday, 21 April 2019
NaPoWriMo Day 21
Prompt: Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that incorporates wild, surreal images. Try to play around with writing that doesn’t make formal sense, but which engages all the senses and involves dream-logic.
This one was tricky. I had trouble finding any ideas or inspiration for this one as writing weird dream like poems or stories is not really my thing. I've never been a big fan of Alice in Wonderland. So it took a while for me to find an idea. Ultimately the inspiration for this poem came to me when I lied down with my notebook and pen, among some of my panda plush toys and a bowl of jelly beans because we were celebrating easter with a jelly bean party. I know it's sounds weird and childish but hey, it's fun and I love it. Then it hit me, with the right wording this panda jelly bean party could become the weird dream-like surreal poem I needed for today. And so I wrote. Please join me in the bamboo forest for jelly bean party! Enjoy!
Panda Jelly Bean Party
The pandas gather in the bamboo forest today
For today is easter! Jelly bean party day!
Smells of fruit and sweets fill the air
As jelly beans tumble and bopple around
Into the bowl
Paws dig in
Strawberry jam and chocolate pudding sing songs
Of PB & J that might have been
Faces twist when sour green apple and sour red cherry
Meet in the grove
Bubble gum burst in loud bangs as popcorn and toasted marshmallow
Chase into abyss
For today is easter, the day of the jelly bean picnic!
Come tutti-fruiti with the orange and the lemon
And let your heart give in to joy.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
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