NaPoWriMo #21: Perfectly Flawed


This is an interesting prompt. “Write a poem about flaws and perfection in yourself or in nature or write about how you feel about being imperfect or perfect.” Mine goes something like this…

My Daily Imperfection

There she is
That girl in the mirror
Always a bad hair day
Miniature eyelashes
Forehead too big
Hips too wide
Legs too chunky
They jiggle when I walk
Muffin top
In the perfect jeans
The body imperfect
But, damn
Those chili cheese fries
Were worth it.


NaPoWriMo #20: The Hero Poem

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Write about my hero, past or present? That’s easy.

You showed up
Out of the blue
In your invisible cape
Of awesomeness.

NaPoWriMo #19: Light Bulb Moment


Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is light bulb moment or aha! moment.

Dreadlocked dudes
Dancing in spandex capri pants
Tapping my foot to the beat
Blame it on the rain
What do you mean
Say it isn’t so
Milli Vanilli
Damn you
Freakin lip synced
Guilty pleasure
I still love you.

NaPoWriMo #12: Secret Codes


Today’s prompt sounds so fun and random!

An Ode To Sonic Drive-In

Tater tots wrestling
In a mini-pool
Of hot melted cheese
And chili
I will defeat you
Says the plastic spork
I feel like I’m choking
Saved by the cherry limeade
My belly is the champion.

NapoWriMo #11: You

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Today’s prompt was to write to the thing you didn’t choose. It could be a thing, or a person. Here is my attempt.

How could it have been
All those years
Spent waiting
The time spent together
I allowed it
And it was painful
I would cry
You would soothe me
With words
Never strong arms
Soft touch
Only words
I couldn’t go on
Or was it you
In the end
That didn’t choose me.

NaPoWriMo #8: Unusual Love Connections


Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is: unusual love connections. The instructions were to come up with five or more unusual metaphors for the “object of our affection/obsession”. Here it goes.


The sweetest candy
Sugary on my mouth
My favorite song
Humming the melody
In my heart
I know all the words
The longest dance
I never want it to end.

NaPoWriMo #7: Love, Funny Side Up

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Riding home on a Summer’s day
he drove and sung along
as I smiled I smelled
rolling down the windows I thought
he shouldn’t have had jalepenos on his burger

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