National Poetry Writing Month 2022, Day 1

A prose poem (or as close as I can get to one), based on the Day 1 prompt at How do I wither? Let me lose count of the ways, and be satisfied with spending a significant portion of the rest of my days marvelling at whatever parts swell, shrink, wrinkle, weaken, or deteriorate [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2020, Day 1

I promised myself I wasn’t going to write a(nother) coronavirus poem. I mostly didn’t. Today’s entry is off-prompt; it was instead inspired by Stephen King’s April Fool’s Day tweet. It’s hard to believe that’s an old song now It never did get any respect The world has moved on and then some— but the Rick [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2019 Day #1 (pt. 2)

Here I use the prompt: an instruction poem. Or, rather, my particular twist on it. I limited myself to television, because it’s late and I’m getting sleepy… That’s how the castaways got stranded on Gilligan’s island That’s how William Shatner (and then John Lithgow, in the movie) went crazy and saw the monster at [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2019 Day #1 (pt. 1)

Here I use the prompt provided by poet (and bookstore owner) Chris Jarmick on his blog, POETRYisEVERYTHING. ‘Use at least 3 of the 135 phrases Shakespeare takes credit for making famous in a poem.’ Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? I have not slept one wink— as much as I know the course [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2018, Day 1

For a very early start on day 1, I have ostensibly used the prompt from—to ‘write a poem that is based on a secret shame, or a secret pleasure.’ I would not necessarily refer to depression as ‘a secret shame’, but neither is it something I like to share much about on those days when [...]

National Poetry Writing Month 2017, Day 1

It’s National Poetry Writing Month again; this year is my fifth time participating. My first entry combines the prompts from (write a Kay Ryan-esque poem) and the Napowrimo Facebook page (write about a ‘big first’)… Only the moon knows how it feels The first time is always the most awkward: clumsy… uncomfortable… did I mention [...]