A Poem Beginning with a Line by Sylvia Plath
Musky as a lovebed the morning after.
As blue a sky vintage toxins could allow.
Remnants of when playing it cool was disrobed.
Careful not to drop breadcrumbs, out slipped the tongue,
afraid of what could be left unexplored, lost.
What was said, now muddled; tangled, dangled sheets.
Secrets spilled upon linen, taunts veiled in smiles.
Favors returned in earth-suckles and shudders.
Reflections! How urgent! Come through! Come, midnight!
Fat and black, moonless regrets are swallowed whole.
At sunrise, only faint aroma lingers,
pushed aside by a faint whiff of breakfast as
only briefly, hunger displaces hunger.
It all makes sense when thinking of that first kiss.
Still don’t know of the why, but glad of the how.
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NaPoWriMo Day 8: “…peruse the work of one or more of these twitter bots, and use a line or two, or a phrase or even a word that stands out to you, as the seed for your own poem. Need an example? Well, there’s actually quite a respectable lineage of poems that start with a line by another poet, such as this poem by Robert Duncan, or this one by Lisa Robertson.”
NaPoWriMo nailed it with this one. They even provided me with a Sylvia Plath Twitter Bot, and anyone who reads me probably had an inkling that it was either going to be Plath or Poe.
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Absolutely lovely. The lines of the fear of what could be unexplored and the hunger displacing hunger are instant favourites. And so full of different sensations, this poem!
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Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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This was so romantic and beautiful 🙂
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Thank you. 🙂
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You found a great line to riff on. Well done!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Great line you found to start with and then WOW.
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I’m glad you liked it. I’m quite impressed by your poetry.
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Thank you.
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Congratulations on being the chosen Napowrimo participant for day 9 You impressed the judges with your foray into sensuality. Your musky love bed poems are sizzlers:) Well done !
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oops I meant Day 8 poem.
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Thank you so much. It came as a surprise to me too!
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