Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-a-Day prompt: | Write a poem using at least three of the following six words:
1. Bow 2. Lean 3. Park 4. Saw 5. Tear 6. Wound |
Maureen Thorson’s NaPoWriMo prompt: | Choose an abstract noun from the list below, and then use that as the title for a poem that contains very short lines, and at least one invented word.
| Glory Courage Anxiety Failure Defeat | Delight Confusion Calm Belief Cleverness | Despair Honesty Deceit Strength |
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I've been struggling with writer's block all day. Here's my best shot, both prompts, all six words.
Despair
So just park
your flat butt
in front of
the damn keys.
Lean forward
hard inside
the screen
then bend
backward
like a bow
inside out.
Rip the saw
till your spine
leaks some
glimmerlight
out of your
brain. Tear
the wound
open. Type.
—Draft by Vince Gotera [Do not copy or quote . . . thanks.]
Here's Alan's poem today, with two invented words.
“Everhow”
When talk wound down by night,
she would say “flustrated,”
unconscious portmanteau.
I know I heard her say
“everhow,” which I know
means we will find a way.
—Draft by Thomas Alan Holmes [Do not copy or quote . . . thanks.]
Anyone in Alan's neighborh00d: he will be reading at the Watauga Country Library tomorrow as part of an Earth Day celebration, 3-5pm. Here are links to event descriptions on Facebook and on the library's website. Break a leg, Alan!
Friends, won’t you comment, please? Love to know what you’re thinking. Thanks!
Ingat, everyone. ヅ |
3 comments:
That's the ticket, Vince - when you feel like you can't write, write about not being able to write. Soemtimes the results are pretty darn good.
P.S.: I wrote a hay(na)ku chain today.
Bruce, I got behind commenting. I just wrote something on your hay(na)ku chain. Good job!
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