Day 8 – NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2020

Day 8 brings us this prompt.

Our prompt for the day (optional as always) asks you to peruse the work of one or more of these twitter bots, and use a line or two, or a phrase or even a word that stands out to you, as the seed for your own poem.

*

I don’t know anything about Sylvia Plath, I just went to the twitter bot account. This snippet caught my attention – maybe because I am a grandmother! I wonder if I can make this a terrible poem too.

*

Disguise

Grandmothers are old
Disguised mothers of youngsters
Not able to crawl

~RuthScribbles

Disguise2

The gaggle of women

Standing over there

Oohing and ahhing

Clapping their hands

Watching the children

Under their care

Not able to gracefully bend

Or lift them up

They can’t get down or up

But groaning as knees bend

And backs cramp

They are really she gramps

~RuthScribbles

I had to try to be funny today.