Monday, May 1, 2017

NaPoWriMo Day #18

The prompt at NaPoWriMo today was:

Today, I challenge you to write a poem that incorporates neologisms. What’s that? Well, it’s a made-up word! Your neologisms could be portmanteaus (basically, a word made from combining two existing words, like “motel” coming from “motor” and “hotel”) or they could be words invented entirely for their sound.

Midnight Poet-Talk

The poet-cry
is but a steadily-wavering
slip of candle-burn,
the sum of a small sun,
inferior to the worldly
mechanics that soil
like old blacktop
come morning.
You find them culdesacced
against the corners
of dusty bookshelves
where Byron's talk of lust
still sizzle the fingertips
and redden the cheeks
of those often-awkward sub-folk.
We are wordy, otherworldly;
I suppose I self-identify.
But spare me a moment
with the moon, I'm yearning
to rewrite a lullaby.

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