Day-8
NaPoWriMo-2026
Prompt: Here’s our optional prompt for the day! In his poem, “Poet, No Thanks,” Jean D’Amérique repeats the phrase “I wasn’t a poet” multiple times, while describing other things that he instead claims to have been. In your poem for today, use a simple phrase repeatedly, and then make statements that invert or contradict that phrase.
Image: Sneha
Fifties and still struggling
to find the perfect launching
dreamer to the core
sounding very obscure
Like a mirage.
Decades of working through the bones
pushing down the aches and scorns
trying standing tall
in the face of a broken wall
Like a mirage.
Visualizing her younger self
full of dreams in her eyes
carefree and filled with life
chasing stars on tiptoes
Like a mirage.
She remembers the happy days
young and strong and beautiful too
now, broken and shattered
with a crisscrossed road map marked
Like a mirage.
Participating in: NaPoWriMo-2026
I love this. Always the mirage. No matter the age. Lovely way of seeing the future but know that within there is no mirage. Lovely writing. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much, Selma :)
DeleteThe mirage that mirrors all the reflections of the self--Lovely.
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