NaPoWriMo Wrap Up – Megha Sood

Megha Sood is an avid reader, loves to sing, an ardent lover of poetry and sometimes can scribble few lines too. She has worked in the IT field for almost a decade as a manager, worked crazy hours and traveled around the world. She is also a contributing author at GoDogGO Cafe,Whisper and the Roar and Poets Corner.

Her works have been featured in GoDogGoCafe, Whisper and the Roar, Duane Poetree, Visual Verse, Poets Corner, Modern poetry, Spillwords,Indian periodicals and soon to be featured in Literary heist,Morality park, Poets head and many more.

You can find her work at meghasworldsite.wordpress.com

How it started:

This is my first time taking part in NaPOWriMo as I started writing poetry last September.
Being on the author panel of few literary collectives, I was already aware of April being the National Poetry Month and I decided to roll out an anthology about the “Sexual Exploitation of Women”on my personal blog .While researching about the National poetry Month I came to know about the #NaPoWriMo started by Maureen Thompson and searched further and came to know about the prompts released by http://www.napowrimo.net/about/ for every 30 days of April.

It was fun and inspiring to read the works of fellow bloggers everyday and I got inspired in the process which showed in my writings. My following poem reflects the struggle and the pain a poet go through while creating the little bits of creativity and what goes around in his mind.

We are poets

“Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche

We all are trying to touch the bottom of the madness
the absolute end
to visualize how
far we can stretch our insanity
and how much it can
take the pressure and survive
till it breaks down and
shatters into small bits of
craziness and false identity
We all are trying to get to this bottomless pit
scraping and digging our way down
building our own graves
like a scared mouse,
clutching its way down
blinding running away from the reality
We are all trying to
get to the end of this abyss
the pandemonium
to save our souls
living in the dreadful reality
We let our parched quill
scratch and pull at the scabs
to feel the essence of words
buried deep in our psyche
We let it soak in the crimson blood
of our proverbial existence
running deep in our fecund veins
mocking our mortality
We are poets,
We all are trying to
touch the bottom of the
madness,
one which gives
voice to our deep
soliloquy
We are poets,
an epitome of insanity.

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NaPoWriMo Wrap Up – Alison Aldridge

Alison Aldridge is a blogger and writer of fiction novels. Her short romance story was published in the Scribblers Anthology to raise money for the Children’s Hospice. She maintains a personal blog on writing and organic beauty. She has contributed articles to third parties on gaming, fashion industry and writing. She was one of the first featured writers on Opuss for her poetry.

Alison has delivered courses to develop the English skills of her students. As well as education, Alison has experience as a model. She is a member of Scribblers, a local writers group and enjoys attending the annual Felixstowe Book Festival. Alison is an active member of many online writing communities.

Alison is currently reworking Drift, a coming of age Young Adult novel about a mermaid and first love as well as other YA fiction projects.

Why I took the challenge:

This was my first year attempting the NaPoWriMo challenge to write 30 poems in 30 days. I hadn’t even heard of the challenge before I started. Posting one poem a day sounded easy enough but I actually found it very difficult with my schedule.

I gave it a go because although poetry isn’t my forte, I do believe it is a great way to think about how you are using the English language in your writing. It is a great developmental tool.

What was my favourite poem:

Poems for April - Day 8

Out of the 30 poems I created for this challenge, my favourite is: Day 8 – Magic.

This poem is based on the YA Fantasy novel I wrote in a few weeks and then spent years editing! I really enjoyed creating some of the scenes in the novel and based this poem on the chapters where Murray gets marked by a mermaid which grants him storm summoning poems. I wrote it from his perspective although the novel is never told from his view.

Do I recommend NaPoWriMo?

Pintrest - Poem April 28Yes, it will encourage you to try new things, think about your writing and so much more than you could imagine. It is healthy to push yourself out of your comfort zone and I tried to do the prompt each day but you don’t have to.

Even if you don’t manage to write 30 poems in 30 days, even if you only write one poem, you will still have more poems than you started with.

Others doing the challenge have been very supportive and I’ve discovered new writers to follow. I hadn’t anticipated the social impact of doing the challenge. My blog has attracted more attention than ever before.

All round it has been a very positive experience.

 

NaPoWriMo Wrap Up – Frank Ray/PCGuyIV

While I don’t necessarily hide my real name, as my Smashwords and Facebook accounts both use it, I had started blogging as PCGuyIV well before I had either of those, and just never bothered to change it. I do kind of like the artificial anonymity it provides, but I don’t make a big deal about it if someone actually calls me by my name in a comment.

Of course, when I started blogging, I wasn’t doing it for the sake of blogging, but rather for the sake of showing off my skills with HTML and CSS, though I quickly learned to enjoy the writing process as well. But that’s just blogging in general. I didn’t get around to the poetry thing unil a bit later.

Whereas my decent into madness…er…I mean, my attempts at blogging began back in 2005, or maybe even earlier, I didn’t start posting poetry on my blogs until 2014. And that brings me to this year, when I found out about NaPoWriMo. I wish I could say exactly what possessed me to throw my hat into the ring. I know it was at least partially fueled by the thought of putting together a follow-up to my first poetry book, but I had one of those what-was-I-thinking freak-out moments as soon as I submitted my site to the participants list.

Now, here we are five days into May, and NaPoWriMo is over. While I did my best to stick with the given prompts, there were some days that I had to just go out on my own, but I managed to successfully write a poem a day, including one for the March 31st early-bird submission.

The thing that surprised me the most about NaPoWriMo was how much I enjoyed reading the poems from the other participants. I’ve often said that I’m not a big fan of poetry, or at least I’ve never thought of myself as such, so I was genuinely surprised at how much I started to look forward to seeing what others had come up with, and I find myself already barely able to stand the anticipation of next April.

Looking back over the thirty-one poems I came up with, there are a few that stand out, but it is difficult to choose a favorite. I finally settled on the submission for April 25th. The prompt for that day was to write a poem that served as a warning label for yourself. Without further ado, I present to you, “Warning Label”:

Handle carefully
To avoid unpleasantness
Provide with coffee

NaPoWriMo – Day Seven: Skin Deep

I keep a shoe box beneath my bed.

Some nights,

when the curtains are stitched closed,

latch drawn

windows nailed shut,

I fumble with the sellotape seal,

nails scrabbling for an edge,

ripping slips free with cardboard kisses

printed on the undersides.

 

Folded,

wrapped and stacked within,

my skins crinkle like tissue.

 

These are the ones I do not wear

in front of other people.

 

A few I do not recognise.

The measurements are not mine,

and they swirl and eddie

around my limbs

like riptides filled with rope.

 

Once upon a time someone said

I would grow into them.

My bones would learn how to fit

inside another’s flesh

without tearing through the seams.

 

I wonder whose skin they took,

when they felt they had to shed their own.

 

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NaPoWriMo – Day Six: Ippon

Some throws

you don’t see

until

your come back

to yourself,

recognise patchwork,

Styrofoam squares,

as ceiling.

Understand

you’re fallen

and the smack

of body

hitting mat

was you.

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NaPoWriMo Day Six: “write a poem that stretches your comfort zone with line breaks”

I’ve moved away from the very short lines of my earlier poems so I decided that I’d go back to that in order to complete the Day Six prompt for NaPoWriMo. I’ve been a little under the weather this week so I’ve managed to fall a day behind unfortunately. Oh well, it’s only a day and I can catch up over the weekend.

*Ippon – A winning score in Judo matches