Good morning, everyone! It's Day Thirteen. Time for a good breakfast, don't you think? Something filling yet quick. How about this? Southern biscuit and a couple of thick slices of bacon. Or backfat maybe.
Sorry, vegetarians. Okay, on to the "real meat" of today's National Poetry Month activity.
Maureen Thorson's NaPoWriMo prompt: "In keeping with the mysterious quality of the number 13, today I challenge you to write a riddle poem. This poem should describe something without ever naming it. Perhaps each line could be a different metaphor for the same object? Maybe the title of the poem can be the 'answer' to the riddle."
Robert Lee Brewer's PAD prompt: "For today’s prompt, write a confession poem. For some poets, this may come naturally — confessing feelings, actions, and/or intentions. For others, it may be hard to get personal. That's OK; take on another persona and write a 'confession' for that person, animal, inanimate object, whatever."
"Here's a sonnet for today," Alan tells us. "I confess, I read a 2014 prompt for NaPoWriMo instead of the 2015 one, but I think I have managed the 2015 PAD prompt." Witty of you, Alan, nonetheless, / To begin today with the words I confess.
Here's my best shot at combining the riddle and confession prompts. Have fun guessing this riddle poem, friends!
Did you figure out the answer? The phrase "seen here" in my little haiku — a senryu, technically, a poem about human nature in a haiku shape — can be taken literally but in a couple different ways. Depends on what is seen and how.
Friends, won't you comment, please? You could provide your answer to the riddle. To comment, look for a red line below that starts Posted by, then click once on the word comments in that line. If you don't find the word "comments" in that line, then look for a blue link below that says Post a comment and click it once. Thanks!
Ingat, everyone. ヅ
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