Today’s prompt for NaPoWriMo was as follows :-
And now, the prompt (which is optional)! Today I’d like you to think about words buried in words. In particular, think about the words buried in your own name. Plug your name into an anagram generator, like this one, and try writing a self-portrait poem using words that are generated. (Don’t worry if it takes a minute or two to generate the anagrams — you’d be surprised how many different ones a name will generate — mine generated 107,144 anagrams, and I didn’t even use my middle name)!
I used the generator for my name, Stan Rogers, and found over 7000 although most were useless or just reversals but I cherry picked a few and turned out 3 verses. The anagrams are in red.
Calmness rules but rage snorts.
As stronger thoughts hold sway
The organ rests as anger sorts
It’s vile self away.
Stranger so. That rarest song
A gift of perfumed blooms
My mind will grant roses, never wrong
No ogres rant in empty rooms.
And so as in older days
Music ‘became’ my mind
I lined up and sang roster ways
A mere grass tenor. Vocally so kind.
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