NaPoWriMo2020: Day3 – Let us out

Today’s prompt asks you to make use of our resource for the day. First, make a list of ten words. You can generate this list however you’d like – pull a book  off the shelf and find ten words you like, name ten things you can see from where you’re sitting, etc. Now, for each word, use Rhymezone to identify two to four similar-sounding or rhyming words. For example, if my word is “salt,” my similar words might be “belt,” “silt,” “sailed,” and “sell-out.”

Once you’ve assembled your complete list, work on writing a poem using your new “word bank.” You don’t have to use every word, of course, but try to play as much with sound as possible, repeating  sounds and echoing back to others using your rhyming and similar words.

I made a list of the things I saw from my balcony – gardens, swings, slide, dog, kites, crows, grass, tower, people wearing a mask and then I used Rhymezone. I ended up writing around how I’m feeling now, with the lock-down.


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The gardens are empty

There is space in plenty

The grass needs stepping

Its pressure points are hurting

The slide is vacant, the swings are hesitant

Dust gathering, they look penitent –

“Its twelve days now. Where are the children?”

“Where have they gone? Where are they hidden?”

 

There’s no swinging; no running, no playing ball

Their laughter, they recall

The kites and crows – they’re calling a lot louder

Circling over the gardens, while we watch from our tower

“Where have the humans gone?” they ask

“The rare ones we spot – the ones with a mask”

The dogs – they’ve strolled in from the street, searching

In the gardens they roam,  lurking

 

With blood-shot eyes they’re searching for food- they’re hungry

Tired of waiting for kind souls- they seem angry

Their gait’s like jackals

Their eyes like wolves

They walk the gardens free

As if they’re on a spree

Let us out

Let us out

 

Before the animals forget us

And come to our doorsteps and create a fuss

Before we get domesticated

Before we are forever rusticated

By them

let us nip it in the bud or if you please -in the stem

But let us out

Let us out

 

We vow not to throw around, our clout

We promise not to flout-

The rules.

We’ve learnt our lesson; we are no fools

Let us out

Let us out

 

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“Today’s poetry resource is one I find myself using frequently – an online rhyming dictionary. This one provides both “pure” rhymes and near rhymes, a way to find “similar sounding” words, and also a thesaurus. It might seem a bit like “cheating,” but I think all’s fair in love and poetry.”

 

 

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