Day 7 in the #NaPoWriMo Challenge


Day 7’s optional prompt, was to write a poem about money or the value or worth. ~ via The NaPoWriMo Website

Keeping to the theme of poetry’s value, Wallace Stevens famously wrote that “money is a kind of poetry.” So the challenge for day seven is to write about money! It could be about not having enough, having too much (a nice kind of problem to have), the smell, or feel, or sensory aspects of money. It could also just be a poem about how we decide what has value or worth.


So with “Day 7’s Prompt” I chosen the Lyrics from Pink Floyd’s song called “Money” and after that is my Interpretation with a totally different take! 

Happy reading and hope you all enjoy!




Money, get away*

Get a good job with more pay and you’re O.K.

Money, it’s a gas

Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash

New car, caviar, four star daydream

Think I’ll buy me a football team


Money, get back I’m alright,

Jack, keep your hands off my stack

Money, it’s a hit

Don’t give me that do goody good bullshit

I’m in the hi-fidelity first class travelling set

And I think I need a Lear jet


Money, it’s a crime

Share it fairly but don’t take a slice of my pie

Money, so they say Is the root of all evil today

But if you ask for a rise it’s no surprise that they’re

Giving none away, away, away

By Pink Floyd





Cold, hard, heavy, metallic

Crisp, green, smooth paper

Opposites yet same

Some worth more than others

A driving force

In every person’s life

Always wanting more

Needing more

Buying our happiness

Yet not

They are objects we claim affection for

Yet only objects

They offer no warmth

No love

No words

No human connection

And aren’t these the happiness in life?

© Midwest Fantasy (2015)




Slowly but surely – you are leaving my daily thoughts

Slowly but surely – this crazy addiction is coming to an end

Slowly but surely – I’m no longer craving your contact

Slowly but surely – my desires are under control

Slowly but surely – one day it will no longer hurt me

Slowly but surely – I’m starting to value my own worth

Slowly but surely – I’m no longer your doormat

As I realise now… you just can’t afford me!

© debradml (2015)


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