Thirty poems in April: a final in verbs

Today we have reached the end of madhousing and voicing, today some of you should be proud overachievers who have written a poem every day in April.

I have the honor of closing the door and handing out the awards. Today it’s time to talk verbs.

Verbs turn the wheels and are so much more interesting than other word classes.

Alas the world of words is filling up with things, we have warehouses filling up with objects. Innate things and passive they sit there, waiting for way to few verbs to put them in action.

But there is a solution called verbing. The word verb is a noun, but verbing a noun turns noun into a verb. You can do the same with almost any noun… just try it.

How do you elevator, firework or butterfly? Or can you say butterflew if it’s over? 

Verbing is a great tool for imagery and metaphors too. If we firework is it from rage or in orgasm?

 Use your poetic license decide for yourself and play. Take some nouns and use them as verbs and put them into a poem. Unlock all the objects, let them dance, let them swirl.

Let us party.