The January 30th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, is to eavesdrop on a conversation, take notes, and write a poem based on those notes. I took a slightly different approach (because I don’t like to eavesdrop), adapting bits and pieces from my social media feeds (mostly Twitter and Tumblr). I [...]
Tag: change
50/calmer (a poem)
The second week of the HoneLife eight-week Winter Poetry Challenge invites reflection on 2014, with a series of questions followed by directions on how to use the answers to those questions. Could I change? I continued to attract crazy people, and it seemed to be getting worse: long talkers tested the limits of the energy I’d [...]
What would you do? (a poem)
This week's HoneLife poetry exercise is to write a short poem that starts with ‘What would you do if…’ ‘What would you do if everything suddenly changed?’ I know what I’ve done before but there are two states possible for that door… (5 December 2014)
A Change of Habit
Today's writing prompt: If you could quit one bad habit instantly without difficulty, which would it be? My worst habit is probably that of assuming that the worst possible outcome will be the outcome, especially when it comes to anything I want. I find ways to talk myself out of meeting people, applying for jobs, starting [...]
What Wouldn’t I Change?
Today's writing prompt: If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? Given the maelstrom of change that the long-overdue collapse of my marriage and subsequent divorce has sucked me into during the last fourteen months or so, plus an often-voiced desire over the years to be anybody other than myself, this question [...]
National Poetry Writing Month: Day #5 (April 5, 2013)
I partly ignored today's writing prompt. A cinquain doesn't sound like much of a stretch for me, since I often write in stanzas of five lines—but I really don't want to get so technical with my writing. It's enough for me that I sometimes am able to establish a particular rhythm within a piece… This morning I rose [...]
