NaPoWriMo Day 13: In keeping with the mysterious quality of the number 13, today I challenge you to write a riddle poem. This poem should describe something without ever naming it. Perhaps each line could be a different metaphor for the same object? Maybe the title of the poem can be the “answer” to the riddle. The result could be a bit like our Day One poems of negation, but the lines don’t need to be expressed in negatives.

It ebbs and flows
And comes and goes
Before one is quite prepared
It comes to nest
Settling in, pushing out the rest

It skips a beat
Midst a burning heat
Some say makes one go insane
Yet nevertheless
Convincingly, nature knows best

Tis just this feeling
So overtly appealing
Like a moth to a flame
A rabbit trail to the birds and the bees
Bringing grown men to their knees

Dizzying by design
Hazy in its reason, or rhyme
Unable to escape its stirring power
It inspires thee and the royal we
Conspiring, prompted by the onset of spring
It compels bad poetry

~Just L (April 13, 2015)

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