Today’s prompt:
“When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am, who we are, what we’re capable of, how we feel, how we lose and stand up, and go on from darkness into darkness. I’m trying for that. But I’m also trying for the language. I’m trying to see how it can really sound. I really love language. I love it for what it does for us, how it allows us to explain the pain and the glory, the nuances and delicacies of our existence. And then it allows us to laugh, allows us to show wit. Real wit is shown in language. We need language.”― Maya Angelou
Write about someone (many people know about)who has overcome adversity and many challenges that you admire and perhaps draw inspiration from. Don’t mention them by name or use their name as the title of the poem (until the very end… For NAME of Person).
The approach, voice and form you use are entirely up to you. You can write an ode, you can write a free verse poem using metaphors, there is no one way and no wrong way to do this. Be creative.

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Posted on April 17, 2013, in NaPoWriMo. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.

  1. A beautiful mountain scene is right outside my door,
    and I couldn’t ask for anymore.
    The mountains touch the clouds,
    with the sky not that far away.
    An eagle floats over the land,
    with the mountains ever so grand.
    The sky is flawlesss,
    it’s as clear as glass.
    The wind sings a song so beautiful,
    it’s as if writen by angels.
    This place is more lovley than heaven,
    and almost close enough to touch


    • Just a reminder, this poem came to me. It has nothing to do with the writing challenge above. 😛

  2. Bravery-
    No other word to describe her.
    Like in a bullfight, she was the bull.
    She stood up (or rather sat down)
    For what was right.
    She was fierce,
    Nothing could get her down.
    She opposed a political stereotype,
    And introduced equality to the world.
    Like a cherry on top of a sundae,
    She topped off what her brethren had started.
    She fought the unfair war.
    Finding herself in prison,
    It did not let her down.
    For Rosa Parks was a strong woman.

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