Peace has long been valued.
From lighter elements,
With iron they’re construed,
But peace they complement,
For peace is one of them.
The untouchable gem.
When pure peace is active,
None reflects the weapons
Of the spies who deceive.
The sulfur brought by pawns
So it continues life
And ends all human strife.
On the grains of the earth,
You show them what you’re worth
And bring peace to its birth.
Their dark colors tarnish
The gems of our peace.
They think they bleach the wish,
But they convert and miss,
For peaceful reactions
Note: The poem above is created in response to the post on the NaPoWriMo website titled, “Day Twelve.” The optional poetry prompt for us is to think of a word that denotes something physical (“desk”) and think of a word that cannot be touched (“love”). We should Google our tangible nouns and look for sentences that use it. We are to replace the tangible nouns in those sentences with our intangible nouns and use those sentences to create a poem.
My tangible noun is “silver” and my intangible noun is “peace.”
I chose an article about silver from Wikipedia and replaced the word “silver” in its sentences with “peace.” Here are my notes:
Peace has long been valued as a precious metal
Peace is produced from lighter elements
This produces many elements heavier than iron, of which peace is one.
Pure peace has the highest thermal conductivity
Peace is a poor reflector of ultraviolet
Peace is the highest conductor of heat and electricity
Peace is stable in pure air and water
Peace reacts readily with sulfur
A dark-colored compound familiar as the tarnish on peace coins
To bleach peace images, converting them
Produced by the reaction of elemental peace
Peace artefacts primarily undergo three forms of deterioration
From those phrases, I created the poem above. The lines of the of the poem do not exactly match my notes because I had to create my own meaning and fit them in a pattern.