NaPoWriMo 2015 – Day 12

Today’s NaPoWriMo challenge:

Describe in great detail your favorite room, place, meal, day, or person. You can do this in paragraph form.
Now cut unnecessary words like articles and determiners (a, the, that) and anything that isn’t really necessary for content; leave mainly nouns, verbs, a few adjectives. Cut the lines where you see fit and, VOILA! A poem!

Submission #1

tent

back 40
anywhere
inky black sky
stars littering
constellations
sparks fly
smoke
legends
remember
rainbow embers
primal
reverie
crackle huzzah
burnt cedar
small green branches
sparkle taste oils
tongue
alone
huddle
darkness
one immensity
deep woods
mountains
plains
glacier
fusion
centred
molten core
rock rattles
time
orange moon
naked
Mother Earth
snow ice
waves
salal
fiddle-heads
curled tight
sleeping bags
creek river seas
unknown splashes
nocturnal
whoo whoo
plaintively
bare feet
drum old heartbeats
new songs
Hands Give Thanks
alive
breath
alive
breathe
alive
wonderful
phoenix
shadow dancer
free
burn
eternity

K

Submission #2

Out, Look

moistened sidewalk takes darkened pall
ranging closer trail head
weather turned
walk threatens spurn
continue in hopes will turn again.

old growth canopy, rain will not make it inside

Lookout corner bench, arrived at at last. Spotted by rain intermittently to worry
Below rages river, tree boughs climb ravine side.
Across towering rock face, obscured by trees, falls away from shear.
zig zag rock outcroppings, river turns, White water drops, runs in valley.

Bench, v shaped, moderate sized timbers, nothing so huge could not be dragged here.
deck uneasily over edge, cutouts, trees grow through, boxed railings pockets
air mist, rains drizzle fills, wall of dark green trees lighten in colour, perceptually so.

Fading light, contrast shift, sky fades away into infinity over trees, world shrunk, nothing beyond I can see.
from where does the water come? where does it go.
how much will fall

last hour of light, different qualities, redder? tones, highlights shift, shadows lift.
days colours fade away, night pallet comes lay.

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