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Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 20, 2025
What a powerful poem.
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Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 20, 2025
Thank you! Art so often mimics life!
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Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 20, 2025
another poem I thought I'd posted but seem to have not stuck...if they have let me know and I'll delete. Day 5: color report. I wrote my first day 5 as blue skis, but that one just felt better for the later sky prompt, so I redid this one with green. Each color word is a shade of green. the poem is told from the perspective of 3 boys. One younger one and his older cousins. Line one is the young one, the 2nd by the pre-teen, and the 3rd by the teenager. (my nephew and my sons). I have an AI image to go with each stanza but not sure how to share those. Ode to green and growth. Sprout: When will it sprout! I’m ready now. They need the dark to start. They don’t rush. They don’t know how. Willow: It just tickled my face! In the breeze, it bends but doesn’t break. It teaches strength in softer things. Fern I touched it and it ran away! They fold when they are unsure. Be calm and still and it might choose to play. Pine It's so tall, I bet it touches the sky! Deep roots help it grow strong. We are all small in the midst of one who reaches so high. Moss It’s like the ground grew hair! It grows where others can’t. Slow to grow but ever present, persistence there. Clover Look! This one has four leaves! Good find. They say that’s lucky. A kind of luck you shouldn't rush. Glow They blink at me and then fly away! They talk with light. Don’t hold them too long or the lights will fade to gray. Hollow Look! A hole beneath that tree! I think animals might go there to sleep. I sit there when I want to just be. Thistle I tried to pluck it, but it pricked my hand! We shouldn’t touch it, though the bees sure can. Some things are best left where they stand. Patina This gate was once bright but now it’s not! It changes slow with rain. I think it suits us, weathered or not. Muddy seeds to tall, tall trees —we all grow at our own pace. What grows in your world?
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Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 20, 2025
My original poem for this prompt was about the blues in the sky. That one fit a later prompt so much better, so this one is in its place. This is told from the perspective of a young boy and his older cousins. The first line is the young boy, the second a preteen, the third a teenager. If you know me, know I had my nephew Jw and my boys J and M in mind. I have a AI image to go with each stanza, but unsure how to share. the word in bold is a shade of green Poem 5: Ode to green Sprout When will it sprout! I’m ready now. They need the dark to start. They don’t rush. They don’t know how. Willow It just tickled my face! In the breeze, it bends but doesn’t break. It teaches strength in softer things. Fern I touched it and it ran away! They fold when they are unsure. Be calm and still and it might choose to play. Pine It's so tall, I bet it touches the sky! Deep roots help it grow strong. We are all small in the midst of one who reaches so high. Moss It’s like the ground grew hair! It grows where others can’t. Slow to grow but ever present, persistence there. Clover Look! This one has four leaves! Good find. They say that’s lucky. A kind of luck you shouldn't rush. Glow They blink at me and then fly away! They talk with light. Don’t hold them too long or the lights will fade to gray. Hollow Look! A hole beneath that tree! I think animals might go there to sleep. I sit there when I want to just be. Thistle I tried to pluck it, but it pricked my hand! We shouldn’t touch it, though the bees sure can. Some things are best left where they stand. Patina This gate was once bright but now it’s not! It changes slow with rain. I think it suits us, weathered or not. Muddy seeds to tall, tall trees —we all grow at our own pace. What grows green in your world?
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Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 20, 2025
I dont think my poems stuck when I posted them earlier. If they did someone let me know and I'll delete this. Day 12: This was inspired by the song Bass boat by Zack Bryant. I typically am not a far of country, but he is an exception. Far From This Old Town [Verse 1] Raised in a great divide, country girl, city girl part time, Grew up with rules that were very rigid, Dreamed of flying far from this old town, Hoping somebody’s love might lift me off the ground. [Chorus 1]Well, I remember those dusty roads,With nowhere good to really go,Dreamin' of flying far from there,But they always tried to tell me no. [Verse 2]Stuck between staying to help or disappearing into the night, Regardless of choice, it won't be right, Dreamed of flying far from this old town, Hoping somebody’s love might lift me off the ground. [Chorus 2]Well, I remember those dusty roads,With nowhere to really go,All I've got left there is one good friend,With too many things I'd rather forget. [Verse 3]I was raised with expectations I never would meet, The family story full of battles I could never beat,But if you give me just a bit of time,I can find some good in even the worst bad guys.I think about it often, but I don't pray,There were days I wished I'd drift away. [Outro]Dreamed of flying far from this old town, Hoping somebody’s love might lift me off the ground. But in the end, I found my own way out. ( went back and forth about the last line and if it should be something like: my own wings carried me out)
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Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 19, 2025
Day 11 " Color. I had already written a poem about blue skis and then we got a prompt for skis so that other poem now will be used for that and this for color! An ode to green and growth. Consider this a rough draft. Each word in bold is a shade of green. The poem is told from the perspective of a younger boy and his older cousins exploring the world outside. first line from the youngest's perspective, middle line from a preteen, and the last from a teenager. (if you know me then you know I envisioned my sons M&J with their little cousin JW) I have some AI art to go with each stanza, but I don't know how I'd share! 1.Sprout: When will it sprout! I’m ready now. They need the dark to start. They don’t rush. They don’t know how. 1. Willow: It just tickled my face! In the breeze, it bends but doesn’t break. It teaches strength in softer things. 2. Fern: I touched it and it ran away! They fold when they are unsure. Be calm and still and it might choose to play. 3. Pine: It's so tall, I bet it touches the sky! Deep roots help it grow strong. We are all small in the midst of one who reaches so high. 4. Moss: It’s like the ground grew hair! It grows where others can’t. Slow to grow but ever present, persistence there. 5. Clover: Look! This one has four leaves! Good find. They say that’s lucky. A kind of luck you shouldn't rush. 6. Glow: They blink at me and then fly away! They talk with light. Don’t hold them too long or the lights will fade to gray. 7. Hollow: Look! A hole beneath that tree! I think animals might go there to sleep. I sit there when I want to just be. 8. Thistle: I tried to pluck it, but it pricked my hand! We shouldn’t touch it, though the bees sure can. Some things are best left where they stand. 9. Patina: This gate was once bright but now it’s not! It changes slow with rain. I think it suits us, weathered or not Muddy seeds to tall, tall trees —we all grow at our own pace. What grows green in your world?
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Share Your GloPoWriMo ‘25 Poems
In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 19, 2025
Day 12: I am not a huge fan of country. There are some artists I do like, but it is rare, the songs I tend to like are from the '80s-90s and almost always from a male voice. Zack Bryan, other than being male is the exception. I enjoy nearly every song Ive heard from him. This song is inspired by his song Bass Boat. Here is my own song following Zack's recipe! Out of this old town [Verse 1]Raised in a great divide, country girl, city girl part time, Grew up with rules that were very rigid, Dreamed of flying far from this old town, Hoping somebody’s love might lift me off the ground. [Chorus 1]Well, I remember those dusty roads, With nowhere good to really go, Dreamin' of flying far from there, But they always tried to tell me no. {Verse 2]Stuck between staying to help or disappearing into the night, Regardless of choice, it won't be right, Dreamed of flying far from this old town, Hoping somebody’s love might lift me off the ground.[Chorus 2 ]Well, I remember those dusty roads, With nowhere to really go, All I've got left there is one good friend, With too many things I'd rather forget. [Verse 3]I was raised with expectations I never would meet, The family story full of battles I could never beat, But if you give me just a bit of time, I can find some good in even the worst bad guys. I think about it often, but I don't pray, There were days I wished I'd drifted away. [Outro]Dreamed of flying far from this old town, Hoping somebody’s love might lift me off the ground. But in the end, my own wings carried me out. (Alternative last line... But in the end, I found my own way out....i cant decide between the two which sounds better. )
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In [Archived] GloPoWriMo 2025
Heather Hughes
Apr 19, 2025
Have the best time.
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