I’ve been rather swamped this week and totally missed the “beginning” of April in more ways than one. In fact, no one even played an “April Fool’s” joke on me until 7:00 last night. So I’m running a little behind and had to throw this first one together pretty fast. But here’s my attempt at the first day’s challenge: ‘Start with the first line of another poem’:
She Walks In Beauty???
She walks in ‘beauty,’ like the night,
But morning hours she feels a fright.
She cannot seem to get it right
‘Til she’s worked hours in mirror’s light.
Each day she wakes with cheerful sun,
Then looks in mirror and feels undone.
How can she venture forth for fun
‘Til make-up’s on that weighs a ton?
She struggles to impress the crowd
And hold her head up high and proud,
To make sure she is not a dowd,
But ‘neath the load her heart is bowed.
Because she feels she must comply
With this world’s rampant beauty lies:
“Wear this on lips and that on eyes,
And starve that waist, those hips and thighs.
“Walk tall on heels that are quite frail,
And don’t forget those fingernails.
Stuck on with glue that cannot fail,
All fear of fungus kept curtailed.
“Now bleach those teeth until they shine –
Until your smile the sun would blind.
Don’t button top; wear loose neckline,
So lots of cleavage you can find.”
And on she goes at each day’s light,
So stressed and strained to do it ‘right’ —
To find acceptance in world’s sight,
For deep inside there is a fright.
She fears and doesn’t have a clue,
That deep inside a beauty true
Awaits its chance to make debut,
If she’d but to herself be true.
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To take part in the poetic fun, follow this link: http://en.blog.wordpress.com/2013/04/01/napowrimo/
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The Happy Wordcrafter 
This should be no problem for you Sandra,, lovely words again,,,I am trying Campnano for the first time,, after doing NAnowrimo, the November one,, good luck and keep them coming….
http://cobbie69.wordpress.com/2013/03/30/campnano/
Thanks, Gerry. Hadn’t heard of Campnano. I’ll have to check that out. There are so many of these various challenges that are fun I have to be careful not to use time I’m supposed to be using to write the stuff that pays.
So this is just throwing it together? well I’m envious 🙂
Hey, don’t be. Considering the fact that I was a day late and then missed one yesterday again, my track record is not looking too good. However, I think I will try to just write a poem a day without following their prompts. They said the prompts weren’t mandatory, but I wanted to make myself meet that challenge. The problem is that I’m dealing with way to many real life challenges right now, so I think I need to use the poetry time to relax instead.
As far as throwing it together is concerned, that’s the way a lot of my poems come anyway. And I think that happens because I really do write poetry just for the fun of it. I’m like a kid with a favorite toy. Often I get an idea and it just starts to flow — or I’m sitting someplace bored to distraction, so I think, “Maybe I can write a poem while I’m waiting”.It’s like a child sitting in a waiting room — or even in church — with his parents — and who is bored. So Mom gives him a toy to play with to keep him occupied. Most of the time that works, and I end up with something reasonable. But sometimes nothing at all comes. And yesterday, nothing at all came to mind. Of course, I can go back to those “quickie” poems days later and find several things that need to be changed, but I figure that’s life.
Thanks for taking the time to read it, Gilly, and for your kind words.