Create Art Podcast NaPoWriMo 2024 National Poetry Writing Month Day 10

National Poetry Writing Month Day 10

What is National Poetry Writing Month?

Welcome, art enthusiasts and wordsmiths alike, to another episode of Create Art Podcast! We are diving headfirst into the enchanting world of poetry as we celebrate National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo). This annual event, which takes place every April, encourages poets and aspiring writers around the globe to embrace their creativity and commit to writing a poem each day for the entire month.

The Beauty of National Poetry Writing Month:
NaPoWriMo, similar to its prose-centric counterpart National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo), is a celebration of the written word and the boundless creativity that can flow when one dedicates themselves to a daily practice. Poets of all levels of expertise are invited to take part, from seasoned wordsmiths to those just dipping their toes into the vast ocean of verse.

Create Art Podcast has always been a haven for artists to share their creative processes, and NaPoWriMo offers a unique opportunity for poets to reflect on their craft. With a daily commitment to producing poetry, participants discover new facets of their writing style, experiment with various forms, and explore uncharted emotional territories.

Prompt for today

And now for our optional prompt! Ezra Pound famously said that “poetry is news that stays news.” While we don’t know about that, the news can have a certain poetry to it. Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem based on one of the curious headlines, cartoons, and other journalistic tidbits featured at Yesterday’s Print, where old new stays amusing, curious, and sometimes downright confusing.

Poem for Today

Preacher Advises Against Going To Hell, It will Be Boring 

10 April 24 

Lets just put aside the concept of hell for a minute 

Since it is not in the bible 

And has been mistranslated so many times 

Can we agree it is a separation from your god for a minute 

And according to you this would still give me eternal life 

What if i don’t want that 

What if I just wanted to die and be done 

What if lets just say I want one chance to do everything I will be known for 

Let it all ride on this life 

And cash in my chips and let them fall where they may 

But no 

I am not given a choice if I want to come into this world 

And if I choose to depart prematurely (according to you) 

I will be forever punished 

Would it surprise you I like my sex a bit rough 

I enjoy having fingernails draw blood down my back 

I enjoy having my nipples bit into and my neck marked up with burses 

It shows me that I am alive 

I like some pain when I am fucking 

Both inflicting it and getting it 

I don’t mind having someone pleasure themselves in my asshole 

While I thrust deeper into someone else 

Your hell excited me 

According to you the people i would rather hang out with will be there 

The people that Jesus hung out with will be there 

And yes some harp music is nice to sleep to 

I’d rather feel the drum beat of heathens fill my soul 

See my idea of hell 

Is much like Satre’s 

Hell is other people whom I don’t want to hang out with 

Which would be people going to your heaven 

So your fairy tale 

That is supposed to scare me 

Like i was a little child 

That I actually believed in for time 

The idea gave me the worst stomach pains 

And caused me to pause 

And ponder the question 

What is the purpose of the idea of hell 

When my father couldn’t answer it 

And of all people he should be in hell 

For the sin of pedophilia 

I realized that I didn’t want to be in a place where he resided 

Hell is a concept of control 

If you don’t do what I say you are going there 

But who says what you say is right 

Who says god is going to keep his word when he contradicts himself 

Who says the scriptures are correct when they have been adulterated at best 

And perverted at worst 

No thanks 

I’ll just wish for you what I wish for everyone 

And that is you play your hand while at the table of life 

And when it comes time to cash your chips 

You see what you want to see 

I’ll see what I want to see 

Which is oblivion 

Which is no thing 

As I played my hand 

And either win or lose 

I can say I played it on my terms 

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