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. Here's the poem I wrote.
The Fairy Dance
In woods gone softly dark, where fireflies bring the light,
the fairies ditch their shoes and whirl in sheer delight.
They try to look so serious, with thimble-hats just so,
but burst apart in giggles when the toadstools start to glow.
Behind a curling fern, they dare each friend to peek,
then burst into laughter that echoes down the creek.
They murmur dreamy prayers to snails in silver trails,
then swing from threads of spider silk and sail on petal sails.
At dawn, the pale gold light brings hush to every glade,
they bow, then drift to sleep beneath the leaves they made.
Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2026. All rights reserved.
April 5 - Haikubes - A dream about my childhood
April 6 - The Poetry Kit - On Being an Octopus
April 7 - Poetry Machine - After Dad Died
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