Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-a-Day prompt: “[W]rite a conspiracy poem. Line your ball caps with aluminum foil, cover your walls with cryptic sticky notes, and write a poem that exposes (or refutes) a conspiracy. Is the Earth flat? Are all professional sports (and entertainment awards ceremonies) fixed? Did people really talk about Bruno? Write your poem, because I want to believe.” Maureen Thorson’s NaPoWriMo prompt: "Today I’d like to challenge you to write a poem in the style of Kay Ryan, whose poems tend to be short and snappy – with a lot of rhyme and soundplay. They also have a deceptive simplicity about them, like proverbs or aphorisms. Once you’ve read a few, you’ll see what I mean. Here’s her 'Token Loss,' 'Blue China Doorknob,' 'Houdini,' and 'Crustacean Island.'" Here's what really happened today, folks, at least before the conspiracy stuff kicks in in the second half of the poem! Conspiracy of the Wind Here's the logo of the Good Neighbor Iowa program. Check them out at Good Neighbor Iowa .org. Worthy cause. Friends, won’t you comment, please? Love to know what you’re thinking. Thanks! Ingat, everyone. ヅ |
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Love the story and the “conspiracy” twist.
Such a fun read and I have to ask: how was Amelia able to perform with all her sheet music stacked willy-nilly? Was there another conspiracy afoot, maybe the music gods working on her behalf? This poem really resonated with me.
Hi Paula! Cool question, well phrased! We were going to do two more songs (it was the end of our hour) when the mishap happened, so we just told the crowd we were stopping. They were cool with it, 'cause really how often do you see a performer's sheet music blowing away!
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