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.
Give Me a Break Exhaustion Drips off me Puddling Onto the floor Another mess To clean up This is not a literal poem as you might be thinking. There have been no puppy accidents for at least two days. She’s getting much better at not peeing in the house and she hasn’t pooped in the…
My horse accident happened at a time in my life when I was extremely happy. I had never had so much in my life that was good. And I had never had so much to lose. I was terrified.
Last Saturday night, I dreamed that I had a baby — a beautiful baby boy, much like the one I had in real life nearly thirty years ago. But there were these people, there must have been five or six faceless beings, shadowed in dark hoods. They snatched my baby out of my arms and threw me out the door.
Just in case you needed a Brew Babes fix before I launch into deep thoughts… Are you ready? Let me light the way. Ah yes, the writing has been difficult to do everyday, having the time, not to mention coming up with something to write about and finding a way to make it “poetic”. This…
I finally managed to fit in a 2012 camping trip last weekend. We decided to go somewhere we hadn’t been before — Itasca State Park. The problem, I discovered, with going somewhere new is you don’t know all the ins and outs of the area. The first out came when we went to our reserved,…
“They take pictures of climbers at the top of the mountain. They’re smiling, triumphant. They don’t take picture along the way, because who wants to remember the rest of it. We push ourselves because we have to, not because we like it. The relentless climb, the pain and anguish of taking it to the next…
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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 : )