Thursday, April 23, 2026

NPM 2026 - Day 23

Welcome to my National Poetry Month project for 2026, where I am playing with poetry by generating poems in playful ways. Today's poem was generated using a Roll-a-Poem grid created by MissAllenApple. 

Rolling a die directed me to write a poem about imagination with a surprising tone, written in free verse, and using at least one simile. Here's what I came up with.

My Imagination
Imagination is something I reach for
when the day feels too small.

On my walk, the street shifts,
like a stage resetting between scenes,
and I’m no longer just passing through.

I imagine the houses listening,
the trees keeping track of every season I’ve missed.

Then something unexpected—
a new idea slips in,
not loud, not dramatic,
but certain as a door I didn’t see before
standing open.

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.

I hope you come back tomorrow to read the new poem I have to share. To see what others are offering up this month, check out Jama Rattigan's 2026 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.

You can check out previous poems in the links below.
April 1 - Paint Chip Poetry - A Villanelle for Adam and Eve
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Wednesday, April 22, 2026

NPM 2026 - Day 22

Welcome to my National Poetry Month project for 2026, where I am playing with poetry by generating poems in playful ways. Today's poem was inspired by MadLibs.

To "MadLib" a poem, you take an existing poem and swap out the nouns, verbs, adjectives, and adverbs with your own words, while saving its syntax and punctuation, to create a new poem.

The poem I used was Samurai Song by Robert Pinsky. My reinvention is a poem about running.
Richmond Half Marathon Starting Line, November 2025

Runners Song

When I had no path I made
Confidence my path. When I had
No will my feet decided.

When I had no legs I focused on breath.
When I had no breath I focused on rhythm.
When I had no rhythm I kept moving.

When I had no coach I made
Practice my coach. When I had
No support I embraced discipline.

When I had no partner I made
Silence my partner. When I had no
Race I challenged myself.

When I had no finish I made
My pulse my finish. I have
No medal, my heartbeat is my reward.

When I have no plan memory
Is my plan. When I have
No memory, loss will be my friend.

Avoidance is my habit, running
Is my release. When I had
No answers I chased my dreams.

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.

I hope you come back tomorrow to read the new poem I have to share. To see what others are offering up this month, check out  Jama Rattigan's 2026 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.

You can check out previous poems in the links below.

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Tuesday, April 21, 2026

NPM 2026 - Day 21

Welcome to my National Poetry Month project for 2026, where I am playing with poetry by generating poems in playful ways. Today's poem was inspired by Paint Chip Poetry.

The directions say to pull a dozen paint chips and flip over a prompt card. Here's what I ended up with.
I chose the words night, pine, and blizzard to use in a poem focused on sound. This one is untitled. Here's what I wrote.

As humans sleep the forest wakes at night
while pine trees bend beneath the gathering white

As snow swirls sideways through the brittle air
the blizzard hums a low, unending prayer

An owl sits and watches from on high
and tilts its head to catch what stirs nearby

Soft footfalls press through drifts, then disappear
and all the woods lean close as if to hear

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.

I hope you come back tomorrow to read the new poem I have to share. To see what others are offering up this month, check out  Jama Rattigan's 2026 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.

You can check out previous poems in the links below.
April 1 - Paint Chip Poetry - A Villanelle for Adam and Eve
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Monday, April 20, 2026

NPM 2026 - Day 20

Welcome to my National Poetry Month project for 2026, where I am playing with poetry by generating poems in playful ways. Today's poem was generated using an online blackout poem generator. Each day, the text selection changes. The text today is Oliver Constable, miller and baker, Vol. 1 (of 3) by Sarah Tytler.

This was a tough one. Here's my poem.
the landscape 
without views is
placid and dusty
set in gray

the windmill extends its
giant arms
not anticipating 
drought

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.

I hope you come back tomorrow to read the new poem I have to share. To see what others are offering up this month, check out  Jama Rattigan's 2026 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.

You can check out previous poems in the links below.
April 1 - Paint Chip Poetry - A Villanelle for Adam and Eve
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Sunday, April 19, 2026

NPM 2026 - Day 19

Welcome to my National Poetry Month project for 2026, where I am playing with poetry by generating poems in playful ways. Today's poem was inspired by Poem Dice.

This site from Language is a Virus provides a random set of six words to use as fodder for a poem. The image above shows the 6 words I rolled. I wrote and revised multiple times, but I couldn't make delightful fit. I'm relatively happy with the poem, so I'm okay leaving one word out. 

Villanelle For An Archaeologist

Beneath the soil, lost worlds begin to rise
we brush away what time has hidden here
from buried depths, the quiet past replies

A fallen leaf lies pressed where memory lies
its fragile veins made visible and clear
beneath the soil, lost worlds begin to rise

As outline shapes appear to searching eyes
we trace their edges, hold each fragment dear
from buried depths, the quiet past replies

A deposit of small shards is our surprise
a trace of hands that once were living here
beneath the soil, lost worlds begin to rise.

We work till dusk as moonlight fills the skies
a hush descends, we slowly pack our gear
from buried depths, the quiet past replies

No truth stays buried, still the past defies
what we would hide, revealed so starkly here
beneath the soil, lost worlds begin to rise
from buried depths, the quiet past replies

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.

I hope you come back tomorrow to read the new poem I have to share. To see what others are offering up this month, check out  Jama Rattigan's 2026 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.

You can check out previous poems in the links below.
April 1 - Paint Chip Poetry - A Villanelle for Adam and Eve
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Saturday, April 18, 2026

NPM 2026 - Day 18

Welcome to my National Poetry Month project for 2026, where I am playing with poetry by generating poems in playful ways. Today's poem was inspired by the Magnetic Poetry Kit: Revolution Poet.


Magnetic poetry involves creating poems by arranging word magnets on a magnetic surface. The Revolution Poet kit contains more than 200 themed magnetic tiles.

I laid out all the tiles on my sister's coffee table (I'm traveling!) and then selected interesting words until I arranged them into a poem. Here's what I came up with.
we rise together
organize
a movement in the streets
raise our voice
stand strong against
     tyranny
     hate
a mighty force for
     peace
     justice
we love this country too

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.

If you want to try this out, there are several online versions to experiment with.

I hope you come back tomorrow to read the new poem I have to share. To see what others are offering up this month, check out  Jama Rattigan's 2026 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.

You can check out previous poems in the links below.
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Friday, April 17, 2026

NPM 2026 - Day 17

Welcome, Poetry Friday friends.

For National Poetry Month this year, I am writing poems generated in some playful manner. I am using metaphor dice, haikubes, Paint Chip Poetry, Mad Libs, words cut from newspapers and magazines, magnetic poetry, an online poem generator, roll-a-poem, and more.

You can read the poems I've written so far at the links below.

Today's poem was inspired by Creative Communication's Poetry Machine.

The Poetry Machine contains various poetic forms and prompts for users to try. I decided to try out the Five W Poem.

Here are the directions.
  • Title: Who ___________________
  • Line 1: What ___________________
  • Line 2: Where ___________________
  • Line 3: When ___________________
  • Line 4: Why ___________________
  • Line 5: How ___________________
I wrote this poem for Laura and all the other good folks across the US who are speaking up for those who cannot and are standing up for what is right.
Protesters
A chorus of raised hands and weathered voices, chants echoing through a common breath
along the avenues where sirens bloom and cardboard prayers tilt toward the sky
at the hour when daylight fractures and the city holds its pulse between heartbeats
because silence has teeth, and justice refuses to sleep beneath it
by marching, step by step, until even the pavement listens and remembers

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.

I hope you come back tomorrow to read the new poem I have to share. To see what others are offering up this month, check out  Jama Rattigan's 2026 National Poetry Month Kidlitosphere Events Roundup.

Please take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Heidi Mordhorst at my juicy little universe. Happy poetry Friday!

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