National Poetry Writing Month, Day #25

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a poem that begins with a line from another poem. I chose the line dive to the bottom of the ocean with me from ‘What to listen for in a cold war of visual cues’ by Stephanie Mason.
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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #24

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a ‘mix-and-match’ poem, mixing ‘fancy’ and ‘non-fancy’ words. Not as big a stretch as some of the previous prompts, but…
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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #22

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write (ugh!) an Earth Day poem. I am not a huge fan of Earth Day. I see it the way George Carlin did, as expressed in his ‘The Planet is Fine’ routine from Jammin’ in New York: a lot of it is pure self-interest. We care more about our immediate environment than we do about our planet ‘in the abstract.’ So, I did not bother with addressing any environmental themes in my poem. I went with a more universal theme—one that seems especially appropriate, seeing as how Prince just died…
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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #21

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a poem about a fairy tale from the point of view of a minor character. I forgot about that part once I started writing, so I had to make a couple of small changes after I finished. My poem is about Hansel and Gretel, ostensibly from the point of view of the birds who ate Hansel’s trail of bread crumbs…
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National Poetry Writing Month, Day #20

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a kenning poem. I ignored the part about ‘kenning-like descriptions of [the] thing or person’ of whatever I chose to write about, since the examples I saw of that kind of poem did not look very interesting. Instead, I chose to substitute kenning-like descriptions of the things that appeared in the poem.
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An experimental poem

This is an experiment of sorts, playing with words to give them unexpected suffixes or conjugations. This was something I used to do with a friend about 25 years ago. Most of what we came up with has faded into memory; the only example I remember is mobular, which could be used, say, to describe a baby who has learned to crawl, and now is crawling all over the place—e.g., She’s become mobular. I see that particular ‘word’ as a combination of mobile and ambulatory. (Another example might be the prisoner played by Damon Wayans on In Living Color.) Anyway, I thought I would carry things further by trying to write a poem in that style. It was harder than I thought it would be—but here it is:
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