SY: Tales of A Night Butterfly
NaPoWriMo Prompt Challenge Week 10:
"Today’s prompt comes to us from Lillian Hallberg. She challenges us to write a “book spine” poem. This involves taking a look at your bookshelves, and writing down titles in order (or rearranging the titles) to create a poem. Some fun images of book spine poems can be found here. If you want to take things a step further, Lillian suggests gathering a list of titles from your shelves (every third or fifth book, perhaps, if you have a lot) and using the titles, as close to the originals as possible, to create a poem that is seeded throughout with your own lines, interjections, and thoughts."
For Steed and Mrs. Peel,
It was the golden game,
There were truly, madly, deeply,
Taken by each other's charm,
He held her hand as she passed by
He said,"Where is my doughnut?"
She ended that night telling Jezebel,
They called us loud!
Soon it turned into Jeeves and wedding bells,
Coloured their own amplified stories,
Wrote vampire diaries as they ventured the night,
He was on a downward spiral into a deadpool,
She carried the fruit of his loins,
She placed her hand on her womb,
Whispered for a breakthrough,
Prayers for the both of them to take heart,
As she looked through 'The Ultimate Guide',
She wanted him blessed with the names of God.
Years later she enjoys the gift of rain,
The smell of moist air settles on her skin,
Thunder wakes her up from her daze,
The Light and dark clouds collide,
A Happy Mother's Day card slipped from her fingers,
Laced with these words from her child,
'Be the miracle'.
'One can make a difference'
With a sigh she say,
"Dangerous creatures lurk in the night",
These are the confessions of a working girl.
It was war and peace for her,
Like a mocking jay catching fire,
Every time she would pass little women,
Filled with great expectations,
She did have sense and sensibility,
But after our mutual friend,
Mr devious, Casanova-like Robinson Crusoe,
The hunger games became her way of life.
Her Grimm tales was not a mystery for Sherlock Holmes to solve,
They were nothing like Han Christian Andersen's fairy tale,
Draculas have preyed and drained her every night,
May she not end up like Dorian Gray,
Find her strength through pride and prejudice.
14:43H 26th July 2016
SY is a 'Jacqueline of all trades' who loves wearing plaids.
She doesn't believe in things that fade and fulfills the promises that she made.
She seeks the hearts of the troubled, to be a listener in times when things are doubled.
She's the kind who stands in the gap, who will only call it quits when it's a wrap.