Today’s prompt:

Write a poem about the scariest thing you’ve had to do. Pick a form you’ve never used under “Traditional Poetry Forms”

Post your poem to comments!

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102 thoughts on “NAPOWRIMO Day #6

  1. *I don’t know if this is the scariest thing I’ve done but it was pretty terrifying at the time. I love trying out a different form then I usually do. Decided to try a Sedoka*

    Heart beating faster.
    Rhymes spinning through my mind,
    as I step onto that stage.

    Smile growing wide
    Audience growing loud,
    with those last words flowing out

    1. Wow, awesome job Emilee! I’m practically the opposite, I like sticking to the types I’ve got down, but I have to admit, this prompt was fun! This is magnificent, amazing job, Emilee. Love this so, so, so, much! πŸ™‚ ❀

      1. Thank you so very much!! Haha, yeah I completely understand! I very often stick to my own comfort zone but I had fun with this one.

    2. Oh my, I relate so much! I’m a dancer, so I know going on stage is very terrifying. Its an amazing yet scary experience, great job, you described it perfectly!!! πŸ™‚

  2. Okay, I have never done a haiku so… (sorry if it is terrible.)
    Lark is my Kitty
    He is a grumpy, irritable
    But he loves me… too?
    I can’t open link.

    1. Haha! I love all your poems about you cat, he sounds like the definition of grumpy cat, does he have a grumpy appearance or nah Great haiku! πŸ™‚

  3. Goodbye best friend,
    I wish it did not have to end.
    Your friendship meant a lot to me,
    It kept growing like a tree.

    1. In only 4 lines, my heart is aching so bad. 😦 Wonderful, sad poem, I truly love this. I can really relate to it, I’ve had many friendships torn which I’m still grieving about, the wound is still open. 😦 Aside, wonderful poem, very touching. ❀

    2. Wow, so beautiful, literally heartbreaking. I had one friend I was super close to who didn’t want to be friends anymore due to other friends of hers, so its really a heart wrenching thing to be reminded and feel so much emotion to four lines. Truly amazing, and its just amazing that you can convey such emotion from four lines. Bravo. ❀

  4. Little glass heart of hope
    On the edge of breaking
    Shatters much too easily
    In the dead of night when you’re
    Nowhere to be seen
    Glue back the pieces, before it’s gone forever
    Hope is such a fragile thing
    Opened during the worst
    Please remember that it’s not

    Hope is an important factor in my life, and I fear the person I need to hope with me is losing theirs. That’s what inspired this poem. Also, this is my first acrostic poem. (The scariest thing I’ve had to do is try to come to terms with this fact. Ironically, I still hope they haven’t given up, but I have a lot of fears in this situation).

    1. WOW. I LOVE this so much, Marysa. Aw, things will get better soon, just keep your spirits up and keep hoping. The lord will hear you soon. I really hope things get better at home, great job. ❀

    2. Woah, very deep and heartbreakingly beautiful. I love this so much and great job on your form of poetry, you did an amazing job. ❀

  5. This is a poem about moving, one of the scariest things I’ve ever done. I did it in the form of an Ottava Rima πŸ™‚
    The scariest thing I had to do was leave,
    Leave behind the world that I had always known.
    I would leave my friends, no way to retrieve
    All the memories; I now lived on my own.
    The moving truck came and I could only grieve.
    A stranger in a new place, I was alone.
    Everything and everyone was new and cold,
    But time passed by and I got more brave and bold.

    The faces and places grew clearer now,
    And I could slowly creep out of my shell
    It was strange, it was new, and yet somehow-
    I was at ease, released from a dreamy spell.
    No more moving trucks would come; that I did vow.
    Friends were made, things were learned, and life got swell.
    The good came, the normal times were here, and
    The threat of leaving seemed to just disappear.

    1. Wonderful job Sarah! I loved how you decided on moving to make the poem, I usually have trouble even saying goodbye. 😦 Truly magnificent work Sarah, love this so much! ❀

    2. Wow, so amazing, you described the situation perfectly and I can relate so much. Amazing, truly a beautiful piece. ❀

    1. Hey, Alexa! The prompt is to pick a writing form pressing the link, and then it’ll take you to a page where you can decide which poetry style to use. When you know what style you are going to use, the prompt is to write about something you did once that you were scared. πŸ™‚

      1. Okay, thanks, i was way off. I tried the link, it didn’t load, but second times the charm! I think. Lol.

  6. I did this in the form of a Didactic, which I’ve never done before. Here goes!
    Never should you be afraid,
    Never should you cry.
    But once you’re up on that stage,
    Everything will melt away.

    Only getting up on that stage is
    The something you have to do,
    Bring out that courage and show it for us too.

    You can do it, just hold on really tight,
    To those last bits of courage,
    and shine them in the light.

    Hold on to that microphone,
    Take a deep breath, put up a smile,
    and face your fears…writing a type of poem you’re not used to.
    Hi there everyone! Hope NaPo is going good to you guys! πŸ™‚ This poem was about me being scared to go out of y comfort zone, I’m usually not much of an out-of-the box person, I stay in the box, haha. Also about having stage fright, I really can’t handle it!! Thank you for reading, any thoughts or comments are happily welcomed! ❀

    1. Love it Sophia, I elate so much! Being a dancer, its just a crazy experience on stage in front of hundreds. I have a recital in June, and I’m super nervous, wish me luck! Amazing poem, I love it! πŸ˜€ ❀

      1. Good luck Gabby! ❀ I mentioned in the other NaPo prompt, that I did synchronized swimming, and I have a competition April 28th. I'm Soooooo nervous, haha. Thank you so much, and I know you'll do well in June! πŸ˜€

      2. Thank you! ❀ And good luck with your synchronized swimming, you got this!!! πŸ™‚

  7. The only thing to fear is fear itself,
    and stage fright, fright is fear.
    I can’t forget turtlenecks.
    and IV”S. Needles. That was my freestyle poem. never fear fear, it will eat you alive unless you kick it in the bottom first. Sorry if that is improper. Please don’t actually kick something.

  8. I used Quatern for mine, which was actually really rad πŸ˜›
    I told you the truth
    It made you turn away
    It made you forget who I was
    It made you not want to stay

    You were my everything
    I told you the truth
    You are my world
    I swear I have proof

    I was scared and alone
    With nothing left to loose
    I told you the truth
    You left me bleeding on my own

    I’m scarred from head to toe
    Where’s your love, why has it gone
    I’m trying to keep you
    I told you the truth

    1. Oh my goodness… ALYSSA! I love this SO , SO, SO, MUCH! It is really amazing! Love this!!! So deep, I hope this isn’t what you are feeling right now. 😦 Great poem! πŸ˜€ ❀

    2. Wow, so deep and so beautiful, Love it!! This is so deep and holds so much meaning and emotion, I just relate so much so its sort of bittersweet. Beautiful job. ❀

  9. Night time
    Total darkness
    Clutching, Grasping, Creeping
    My deadly enemy, darkness

    Thought I’d try a Cinquain Poem! πŸ™‚

    1. Ooh, this is so cool! Amazing job! I actually like it when there’s a black out, (At night) because then it’s impossible to find me while playing hide and seek, muahaha. XD, great job doing a cinquain, I’m really astounded. Love this! ❀ πŸ™‚

      1. Thank you so much Sofia! Blackouts are really fun for a game called Underground Church as well! πŸ™‚ ❀

      2. Underground Church is kinda like tag and hide and seek combined. its played in the dark.There’s two people who try to tag everyone (Roman Guards), and there’s a person who hides and tries to get as many people into the hiding place as possible (The ‘Pastor’). its super Fun! πŸ˜‰

      3. Forgot to add The Roman Soldiers are the only ones allowed to have a flashlight! Everyone else has to run and hide in the dark!

      4. Ooh, I hope there’s a black out to play then, haha! I don’t feel like getting up at 12 when it’s all dark to play, XD!

      5. Naomi, did you play Underground Church during hurricane Irma? ( I was too scraed to get out of bed, ahah. ) ❀

    2. Haha, I love this. Also, that sounds like an awesome game! My family throws huge parties a lot, and I have a ton if cousins around my age, I’ll bring it up the next time they come over, I’m sure they’ll love it! πŸ˜‰ Such a cool poem, my sister and I used to play a game we called ‘zombies’ and it was at night and we had a designated area where you cant leave, and there is one zombie, and multiple ‘people’ who have to run. If the zombie taps you, you’re now zombie. The last person standing ‘unzombiefied’ is the winner. Its pretty fun, especially when there isn’t flashlight and everyone’s tip toeing around in the dark. XD

  10. Me: What do you fear?
    Lark (taking deep a breath): I am a cat, cats fear nothing, we are fearless, brave, lions who prowl the night in bravery.
    Me: So… you aren’t afraid of anything? Because what would you call the vacuum incident?
    Lark: That was startlement.
    Me: That is not a word.
    Lark: Be quiet human!
    Faith: I fear abandonment and food sickness.
    Me: Aw, Faith, we’d never abandon you! What is food sickness?
    Lark: Puny dog, you forgot to bow to me, the king. I will not abandon you either… yet. but stop stealing my food.
    Faith: I love cat food. Food sickness is being too full to eat.
    Lark: Which you must have considering I am 8 pounds bigger than you.
    Me: Don’t be mean, you must fear something.
    Lark: I do actually, come closer.
    Me: Fine, but don’t stratch my nose. Faith, don’t come closer. It isn’t worth it.
    lark: I fear… nothing.
    Me: Lark!
    Lark: Nothing except, (looking around) That big white bird over there.
    Me: Bella is not even a foot tall, He’s still a baby.
    Lark: I didn’t say anything. (whispering) don’t trust it, it didn’t bond to me and lick my ears like Faith. Gluby is cool though.

    1. XD, This is so funny and cute, Alexa! I’m guessing you also have a dog called Faith? ❀ πŸ˜€

      1. Cool! How many pets do you have? Also, Gluby is such an interesting name for a bird! ❀

    2. Haha, this is so cool! You should make a comic book from these skits, I would read it! Amazing, love the dialogue and the animals, feels like my farm. πŸ˜‰

  11. Galvanize me like I’m someone you love
    Oh, why can’t you see me as someone to love
    A heart that’s been broken a thousand times before
    Why can’t you feel I am something more
    A love that’s been stricken by words of broken hope
    You left me here with nothing more than broken soul

    So I made an acrostic, though it’s not really related to the prompt.

      1. N computer is crazy, I’m not sure what it did, lol! Please ignore the bottom comment! Thanks, lol!!

    1. I think it relates, beautiful job Alyssa, I love it. Very deep and personal, thank you for sharing this. Amazing job. ❀

      1. Haha I thought it was weird, but I didn’t know if that was just popping up on my screen lol.

      2. No, it’s my crazy computer, lol. I’m glad it straightened it’s self out, haha! πŸ™‚

  12. WE all are crazy Sofia, we are writers. Writers are crazy. (and people in general are alos a little crazy, blame the human race.) πŸ˜€

    1. Aha, that is so true Alexa!
      Doctor’s Appointment:

      Doctor: Your child has been diagnosed with hypertensive-writers-issue, more commonly known as HWI.

      Mom: Okay. What is the treatment?

      Doctor: Unfortunatly, there is none.

      Dad: Thank you.

      Doctor: No problem. Here, if she gets a melt-down from writer’s block.

      Mom: What?

      Dad: It’s when they can’t write.

      Mom: Let’s hope it stays.

      (Hypertensive-writers-issue isn’t a thing, I made it up, lol. Just a reminder!)
      My parents hate the clickety-clack from the key-board when I begin to write, my mom thinks it’s an annoying sound. But then, she likes what I write. Writers are crazy! One for a crazy writer, all together for CWC’s crazy writers!

      1. LOL, I love the sound of the keyboard,so I just close the door. But now my brother also complains about it, and he’s three! πŸ˜‰

  13. I watch desperately as swirls of images blaze past my eyes.
    Bad things happen and I can’t stop them.
    I chant “I’m alright” in my thoughts but these are lies.
    I am an observer, yet there is nothing in my power to help.
    I stretch out my arms, muscles pulling, trying to reach out and grasp your hands.
    But you fall, and I cannot scream or cry. I watch helplessly.
    Fear rages inside my ribcage.
    Pain and sadness are like bullets caving in my skull.
    I smell the coppery scent of blood dripping from wounds I cannot heal.
    Shrieks of anguish I can’t silence.
    I am an observer, and I cannot medicate your illness or stitch your festering cut.
    And certainly cannot clean your mind when my own is sick.

    1. Wow, on every level. This is so, so, I am truly speechless……Great job, I really, really love this. With all my heart. ❀

  14. A broken touch haunts,
    Carving into a scorched heart,
    Burnt by desire.
    Just trying to contribute, not my best but I’ve never done a haiku before so hopefully you guys still like it πŸ˜€ Feel free to leave any feedback ❀

    1. I love this so much, Bella! I still like it, this was a wonderful haiku for the first time! I really love this, such a great meaning hidden behind it. Magnificent job, Bella! πŸ˜€ ❀

  15. Haiku! Not very good, but Ive never done a haiku, so, tell me what you think! πŸ™‚

    I cant find my way out
    Its too dark, I cannot breath
    Don’t scream and shout
    Please love just follow me…

    1. Fantastic job! I I’m not very good at haiku, so this looks totally amazing to me! Great job Gabby, I love this so, so, much! ❀ πŸ™‚

  16. Our World Haiku:

    The green around us,

    Is slowly disappearing,

    We should start caring.

    How is it?

    1. Holy cow, 3 lines, literally 3 lines could really impact this world! Truly amazing Haiku Sara, I love it!! ❀

  17. I used Diamante form for this one.
    Kind, Blind
    Daring, Illuminating, Boundless
    Consummated, Carefree, Striking, Painful
    Destructive, Worthless

  18. I decided to do a Sedoka style poem πŸ™‚ Hope you like it!
    Step up to the mic,
    There all waiting; staring.
    All their eyes point straight at you.

    I can feel my heart,
    My legs shake as I begin,
    I can’t hear my voice. Freeze.
    I recently sang at my local coffee shop with my sisters and I don’t think I’ll do it again…

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