Lovely Alarm (NaPoWriMo #7)

Photo source: toby.harvard on Flickr

Tick, Tock.
Goes any ordinary clock,
But mine is special,
It’s quiet.

Its face glows blue,
A calming hue,
When I cannot see
At night.

Its design is foldable,
Small and holdable,
A hardy companion
Overseas.

No thing is as loyal
To its daily toil,
So I never miss morning sun
Through the trees.

Scratches in clumps
From morning grumps
Accidentally knocking it down
To the floor.

With this it puts up
And several “shut ups”
So what if it doesn’t
Tick tock.

It is my best little alarm clock.

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I really do love my alarm clock. Except in the mornings. I have been sick and am consequently more motivated to write poetry than homework. Oh dear. I wish creative writing was as big a part of English as essay writing, and not just in Writer’s Craft which I will always regret not being able to take.

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead

Fishbowl Head (NaPoWriMo #23)

Art courtesy of Jason Pym

Visions swim in colourful blurs,
I have a fish bowl on my head.
Flailing, the sandy bottom stirs
I have a fish bowl on my head.
In murky water a song slurs
About glassless days. But instead
Visions swim in colourful blurs.
I have a fish bowl on my head.

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So I tried a triolet today which has a form of ABaAabAB – a bit tricky but doable once you’ve picked good themes with versatile rhymes. The image of a fish bowl on one’s head was imprinted in my head by Foster the People’s music video of the catchy “Call It What You Want” at a minute in. It’s very random, abstract, and just visually entertaining, so have a peek if you have time:

Thanks for reading,
thebookybunhead