Poetry
Poets and Writers magazine tweeted that I should flip through a dictionary and randomly choose ten words. Then write a poem using one word in every other line. Here’s what I came up with. My ten words are in red.
Poets and Writers magazine tweeted that I should flip through a dictionary and randomly choose ten words. Then write a poem using one word in every other line. Here’s what I came up with. My ten words are in red.
(A poet, I am not. But a woman who likes to play with words, that I am.) I feel the mermaid in me reaching for liquid mystery When clear, It reveals tree stump minnow feed …
“Mostly we nurture our own blessings or spoil them, build firmly or undermine our walls. Who are termites but our obsessions gnawing.” — Marge Piercy, Nailing Up the Mezuzah By the time you read this, I’ll have been at a writer’s workshop on Madeline Island for two days, with three more to go. I wonder…
Canvas Stark white Untouched My horse looks dubious Perhaps there’s a reason This place lies untraveled Powder over ice? Frozen ridges to trip on? Who’s to know? He isn’t the one Who wants to find out But I ask And he moves Does he trust my judgment? While I do not? So far so good…
I jot notes everywhere – on scraps of paper, on the notepad on my iPhone and iPad, and in numerous other applications and software. Words are strewn everywhere and nowhere. Thoughts unfold quickly, then recoil into a ball like a pillbug that’s been touched. Is it fear that interrupts my train of thought? Fear that…
I had a hard time being inspired today, which is what makes this daily poem practice a good thing for me to do. Writers all know, even if they don’t like it, that you cannot wait for inspiration to strike before you write. Over and over I’ve been told, you have to sit your butt…
“What in you is tiny and tentative and trying to emerge despite the harshness all around?” — Elizabeth Jarrett Andrew That’s the writing prompt I saw recently from Elizabeth Jarrett Andrew’s Facebook page. It’s not easy to think about gardening in the midst of the coldest and snowiest winter we’ve had in a long time….
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Cool Poem..and pretty sunset colors. I was never any good at poetry.. but you seem to have the hang of it:)
I’m impressed! It works.
Wow…..that sure sets a mood. Incredible imagery. Nice job!
~Lisa
Wow, you have a way with words. I like it.
Poetry? You ARE into self-torture:-) I had never heard the exercise of taking 10 random words from the dictionary…that is pretty interesting. Poetry is such an enigma to me, I can’t seem to resist the urge to rhyme ~ it might be my OCD nature to have things in some type of structure. So often when I read poetry, I am frustrated by having to decode some secret message hidden in the words. It’s like they deliberately disguise the true essence of the poem, to make it ‘deep’ and meaningful. I think song lyrics are examples of really beautiful poetry…and they rhyme:-) Can you tell I am a frustrated wannabe poet? Kudos to you Maery!
I also relate song lyrics to poetry. One I can’t get out of my head, for some time now, is– “You can judge the whole world by the sparkle that you think it lacks. Yeah, you can stare into the abyss but it’s staring right back.”
Cool exercise.
Very cool exercise! It turned out great. The words kind of direct you and give you a change of pace.
Nicely done! I may introduce this poetry exercise to students for poetry month. I also like the lamp post photo. Great shot!
Wow!!! “Like a yolk spilling out of it’s shell,” girl you do have the knack for poetry.
Loved that sky shot too!!!
God bless and enjoy the day sweeite!
Giveaway…my place! :o)
I love it! I love Poets and Writers excersise tweets…they’re great fun…you really nailed this one. Beautiful : )