#NaPoWriMo 2021 Day Seventeen

#Haiku Happenings #1 (4/17/21): Veronica Hosking’s latest haiku for #NaPoWriMo2021 and #NationalHaikuDay!

Moon gains prominence
Darkness falls over desert
Lone coyote howls

NaPoWriMo Prompt – And now, our (optional) prompt. I’ve seen some fairly funny twitter conversations lately among poets who are coming to terms with the fact that they keep writing poems about the moon. For better or worse, the moon seems to exert a powerful hold on poets, as this large collection of moon-themed poems suggests. Today, I’d like to challenge you to stop fighting the moon. Lean in. Accept the moon. The moon just wants what’s best for you and your poems. So yes – write a poem that is about, or that involves, the moon.

Good afternoon and welcome to day seventeen of #NaPoWriMo aka haiku day because 17 for the seventeen syllables in a haiku. So when Maureen said write about the moon, I knew I could stay on prompt and come…

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6 responses to “#NaPoWriMo 2021 Day Seventeen”

vhosking

April 17, 2021

Thanks for the reblog, Frank. Gives me the opportunity to post it on Facebook. My blog is in Facebook jail.

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1. Frank J. Tassone
  
  April 17, 2021
  
  Your blog is in Facebook Jail?
  
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  1. vhosking
    
    April 17, 2021
    
    It’s blocked. It goes against community standards. I’ve hit the refute button several times but have never heard anything about why it’s blocked.
    
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  2. Frank J. Tassone
    
    April 17, 2021
    
    So facebook won’t allow your blog posts to publish? If so, consider setting up a Facebook page. Then have Worpress publicize to it, instead of your newsfeed.
    
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  3. vhosking
    
    April 17, 2021
    
    I’ll have to try this. Thank you.
    
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  4. Frank J. Tassone
    
    April 17, 2021
    
    Anytime! I’m happy to help. We poets must stick together, lest prosists rule the world! 😉
    
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