Pleiades in Hues of H

In November, I plan to write a series of Pleiades. What are the Pleiades, you might ask? It is a poem with a one-word title and seven stanzas. Each of the stanzas has to begin with the same letter as the one-word title. It is not required for the Pleiades to rhyme. I tried my hand with it using the letter A. Therefore, I wrote Pleiades in Hues of H will be posted in November.

I also will be providing NaNoWriMo updates. I’m an overachiever. As 2020 wasn’t a big enough freakshow, I decided to do the 50,000-word challenge again.

(First Pleiades in Hues of H)

Helicopter

Hellfire and brimstone Uncle Dale used to say

Howling at the morning paper from the kitchen table

Hostility unhampered against the powers that be

Headstrong in his opinion about being free

Homegrown conspiracy about who shot Kennedy

Hogwash I thought as I heard him talk

Hoovering suspicions make me question these days

(Second Pleiades in Hues of H)

Hoodwinked

Honor doesn’t mean anything in the middle of a hoax

Hybrid lies spoken in hypnotic hues of yellow

Humility marketed on the evening news

Hypnotic tranquilizer to make us all mellow

Horseman riding in the distant planes

Heading toward our golden shores

Heartbroken with no choice left but to sing the blues

(Third Pleiades in Hues of H)

Hallelujah

Hands held high voices lifted in song

Holy inspiration we offer You praise

Harmony of spirit on this hallowed ground

Helplessly seeking a joyful sound

Homesick and weary in these last days

Hear your harried children

Harassed by the worlds longing for your heart

NaNoWriMo update

Okay, so I took the afternoon off today. I only wrote 1476 words. This brings my total up to 16881.

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