Robert Lee Brewer’s Poem-a-Day prompt: “[T]ake the phrase "Full (blank)," replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles might include: 'Full Moon,' 'Full Throttle,' 'Full Tank of Gas,' 'Full Monty' and/or 'Full Tank of Gas.'” Maureen Thorson’s NaPoWriMo prompt: “Donald Justice’s poem, “There is a gold light in certain old paintings,” plays with both art and music, and uses an interesting and (as far as I know) self-invented form. His six-line stanzas use lines of twelve syllables, and while they don’t use rhyme, they repeat end words. Specifically, the second and fourth line of each stanza repeat an end-word or syllable; the fifth and sixth lines also repeat their end-word or syllable. Today, we challenge you to write a poem that uses Justice’s invented form.” Today, I have a riddle poem, melding the two prompts above as usual with a third prompt I found online from poet Savon Bartley: "Write a poem about where you're from. The only rule is you can't say where you're from." Anyway, three prompts mashed up this time. Full Tilt Boogie Riddle I'd love it if you could comment below where you think I'm from. And also which of the clues led you to that conclusion. Thanks! Alan's poem today has a wonderful voice. Has the feel of a real person speaking!
We are so grateful to Bruce Neidt, our most faithful reader. Check out his blog, Orangepeel, where he wrote a curtal sonnet yesterday. Woo-hoo, Bruce! Friends, won’t you comment, please? Love to know what you’re thinking. Thanks! Ingat, everyone. ヅ |
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