NaPoWriMo 2012 – 30 Poems in 30 Days – Day 17
Today’s poetry prompt seems to have been created with me in mind. Participants of NaPoWriMo are being charged to write an epistolary poem — a poem in the form of a letter. Some of you know that I’m currently working to self publish my novel, Letters to Chyna, which isn’t an epistolary novel per se, but does feature several letters that are of high intrigue and importance to the main character.
According to the prompt, in addition to the poem being epistolary, it has to address an inanimate object and also calls for the addition of:
1) a song lyric
2) a historical fact
3) an oddball adjective-noun combination (like red grass or loud silence)
4) a fruit
5) the name of a street in your neighborhood
6) a measure of distance
This was a serious challenge, but I THINK I pulled it off. Please enjoy:
Dear Computer Keys,
You have been sticking and locking with great fervor these days. Quite literally you have been acting much like a curmudgeon. Rank and devilish with a touch of grump. I know you take a beating, but your cooperation would be most appreciated as I’m trying to woo and wow a lover with some wonderful words and turns of phrase.
For example: “I extend to thee a tall glass of love to wash down with your purple bread which will most certainly sustain and fill you with vitality before you partake in the real meal that is me.” See? I need you to be smooth in your delivery if I am to complete this correspondence. I want to be the recipient of New York’s official flower, the rose, but my words must flow and be filled with color and embellishments as the chap of my affections is of the artsy suit.
I feel as if I’m constantly being misunderstood by you, Mr. Keys, but that should not be. I touch you with rough passion yes, but also love and care. We should be close, but you act as if we are millions of miles away from one another. We are one, I am an extension of you as you are me. If I’ve hurt you, I apologize. Come, let’s get together and be all right.
If you behave I will let you rest for a while and will take my leave of you for a spell. I’ll walk a few miles to West End Avenue and pass by the fruit stand. There is a pomegranate with my name on it. When I return, I will be more gentle to you. I promise.
For more delicious servings of poetry this month, please visit these bloggers as they are also participating in NaPoWriMo!
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Very clever! I’m sure my keyboard would appreciate me walking away for awhile some days.
I am so enjoying seeing your writing every day this month. What a treat and a joy!
Thanks Martha! I wasn’t sure where this prompt was going to take me, but I had fun in the process! Cheers! 🙂
It’s no wonder your computer keys are fed up. You’ve been putting a hurtin’ on them this month! Loved this, Tameka, lots of fun! <3
I share your sentiments…my laptop keys have gone bonkers.
I can imagine how fed up those keys are! try a little caressing. Loved it. sorry I have been missing for so long. I have to catch up on a lot of reading.
Ha! You are the one to talk Sweepy! You have been dishing out your own pain as well. Thanks girl! 🙂
Janaki! I can understand why! You have really been writing a lot this month as well. We may all need to buy new keyboards by May! 🙂
I will promise to try Rimly. No worries. I so understand. I can barely keep up myself. So many wonderful writers to read including yourself. You have been in my prayers dear heart. Take your time. Be blessed.