Editors Christopher & Keri = #PoemADayForAYear: 09/04/15. NaPoWriMo Day Nine

So today’s NaPoWriMo.net prompt is a calligramme. Shape poetry. Concrete poetry. However you want to put it. The words are written on the page in a specific shape, usually relating to what the poem is actually about.

I tried doing this. I tried really hard. I thought if I could first draw something then write around the lines of the drawing and finally rub the drawing out, that would do the job. I fell at the first hurdle, that hurdle being I cannot draw. Instead, I picked a prompt from Twitter and did that instead. NaPoWriMo.net does say the prompts are optional.

Here are our poems.

Christopher – prompt from SpeakPoetry and is ‘time is relative’.

Time is relative

but which one?

An alcoholic aunt,

lurching forward rapidly while

at the same time slow and encumbered

by what has come before

An over-friendly uncle?

That cousin who keeps dissected frogs

in boxes under his bed.

Maybe the mother who gave birth to us,

helped shape our future while

being a constant reminder of

where we have come from?


More likely it is the disappointed

father who stands back

and only speaks up

every now and again

to tell you you have

wasted your life.


Whatever happened to flowers

at work

instead of sexting on a lunch


The days of dinner in a


appear to have been replaced

with a trip to KFC.

A deep meaningful kiss

after wining and dining

cancelled out by a fuck

in a fancy night club’s toilet.

Or a hand job in a cab,

a kebab half-eaten gripped

in pre-cum fist, mayonnaise

dripping and a £50 soiling charge.

And they say romance is dead.

But we know it isn’t;

it just got a fuck buddy.