Author Archives: grahamswords1962

Napowrimo April 11th, 2022 Today’s prompt, to write about something large. I chose the largest thing I’ve ever known It begins, exquisitely, with a deft touch of the serene.A soft, white flax seed that floats into view,A glossed green acorn dropping into a dusk-dark still pool,And from there, it germinates and grows. One perfect rippleContinue reading “Solo solar system”

Like a snowman in the Sahara, orYesterday in tomorra, orA Christian in Valhalla, Out of place is my space. In search of solace and a solar bun,Mining in vain for a seam of fun,Hunting for spikes for a race that’s run, A shut-up shop is my lot. In the hall of mirrors where I sleep,FracturedContinue reading “Hall of mirrors”

I collected some lines from various conversations and took them out of context to create an odd road home. He pays attention to the smallest of things.She’s a musical madam who tarts out bodhrans, banjos and ukes.There’s more to you than paddles and heads, she said,I love seeing my foxes running wild, he replied. HelloContinue reading “The odd road home”

Napowrimo April 10th, 2022 Today’s prompt, to write a poem on love. His old clothes don’t fit him anymoreThe reliable suit no longer suits.He could ornament himself in haute couture,In D&G, or JPG and maybe even Armani,In the A to Z of the finest frippery. But he will be naked to his inverse gaze.False asContinue reading “The outfitter’s scarecrow”

Naporwrimo 9th April, 2022 Write a nonet, a poetic form of nine lines with descending syllables from nine to one His given middle name is mischief, It’s written in his marble eye, That a galaxy surrounds, Swirling round and around, Reflecting my world. Orbs in orbit. Nebula Of the Jay.

Naporwrimo 8th April, 2022 Write a poem that is about your alter ego Post parrhood, when I was a smolt,I kept a secret in the dark well of my heart.And I named it – Barracuda.On summer days, laying back on the railway sidings,Bacon and egg growing between my fingers,Rose bay willow herb dispensing fairies onContinue reading “Manta Rayvani”

Napowrimo 7th April, 2022 Today’s prompt, to take a proverb and challenge it somehow. Books with dull covers, do they make for good lovers?Your adage suggests that I should not assess,Yet how can I guess if he’ll pass my test,That is shallow at best, but still raises my chest? By whose rules should I judgeContinue reading “The Devil’s Advocaat”

Napowrimo 6th April, 2022Create an acrostic poem using the initials from a well-known phrase. I asked friends to pick a phrase for me and I chose one suggested by one of my oldest friends, on whom I will never call time. Bulls Head lows to an empty drinking parlour,On the side of the Moor Road,Continue reading “Closing Time”

Napowrimo 5th April 2022 Imagination flows like an ebbing tide, When on Devon surfboards unicorns ride. See the graceful stand and the regal air, That demands those near stop, stand, and stare. On frothing white horses, horned equines sail, With spray in their nostrils, and wind in their tails. Wild are these beasts, with saltContinue reading “Unicorns surf in Devon”