Today’s poem is a palindrome or mirror poem. The words repeat backwards like a mirror and sort of hinge on a word in the middle. It’s hard to get the second half to make sense. I tried. Here goes:
#9
I like hairy women,
beastly. Almost
growling,
snarling loud,
nails hardened,
eyes glistening—
lips ready to devour every
moment.
Every devourer is
too ready, lips glistening,
eyes hardened, nails loud,
snarling, growling. Almost beastly women. Hairy, like I.
This makes me want to write about vampires and wolf women and vengeance. Maybe the poem works, maybe not, but it’s a writing prompt for sure. I’ll definitely practice this form again.
Tomorrow’s poem will be a Tanka. My good friend Teresa shared one of her tanka poems with me yesterday and I want to give it a try. It’s similar to a haiku but ends with a couplet and has specific syllable requirements as well. Come back tomorrow to see what I come up with.
