The Half-Way Mark

By the time I post this it will be midnight on April 15th, which marks the halfway point for this month’s writing challenges.  My primary objective is to keep up with the remaining prompts for the #AtoZchallenge and NaPoWriMo 2016. I also want to complete the prompts that are missing so far.

Here’s what’s missing from the #AtoZchallenge: B, G, I, K, L and M, which is today’s letter.

I’ve completed a poem each day this week but am lagging farther behind on this challenge and still need poems for the following days:

Day 2- A family portrait

Day 3  – A fan letter to a celebrity or historical figure or someone/something you love

Day 4 – The cruelest month

Day 6 – A poem about food

Day 7 – A Tritina

Day 8 – A poem about a flower

Day 9 – A poem with a line you’re afraid to write

Day 10 – A book spine poem

Whew!!! Six A to Z write ups and eight poems to go plus each day’s new prompt, which is a total of 3 posts per day for the rest of the month! I think I can, I think I can, I think I can ….

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Adrift – Day 14 of NaPoWriMo 2016

Here is today’s prompt.

Today’s prompt comes to us from TJ Kearney, who invites us to try a seven-line poem called a san san, which means “three three” in Chinese (It’s also a term of art in the game Go). The san san has some things in common with the tritina, including repetition and rhyme. In particular, the san san repeats, three times, each of three terms or images. The seven lines rhyme in the pattern a-b-c-a-b-d-c-d

Adrift

Majestic white clouds drift by in the blue sky

Above the maze of springtime shades of green

Sailing like swans, aloft on the gentle breeze.

Alone and free on a sea of blue they drift by

Bending slender necks they pause to preen

Earthbound, I gaze up and wonder whether

I’d like to sail away on wind-swept seas

or like a tree embrace my earthly tether.

 

Fortune Cookie Wisdom – Day 13 of NaPoWriMo 2016

Nothing like starting your day with a poem.

Here’s today’s prompt:

The number 13 is often considered unlucky, so today I’d like to challenge you to beat the bad luck away with a poem inspired by fortune cookies. You could write a poem made up entirely of statements that predict the future (“You will meet a handsome stranger”), aphoristic statements (“The secret to getting ahead is getting started)” or just silly questions (“How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?”) Or you could use a phrase you’ve actually received in a real fortune cookie as a title or first line. However you proceed, I hope you will feel fortunate in the results (do you get it? Do you get it? Rimshot, please).

Happiness, health, inner peace, worldly gain,

Fortunes we hope our cookies will contain.

“Confucian,” conflict, doubt, fear, dread,

Are often what we get instead.

 

Ansel Adams Indexed – Day 12 of NaPoWriMo 2016

Here’s today’s poetry prompt:

Have you ever flipped to the index of a book and found it super interesting? Well, I have (yes, I live an exciting life!) For example, the other day I pulled from my shelf a copy of on old book that excerpts parts of Ralph Waldo Emerson’s journals. Today, I challenge you to write your own index poem. You could start with found language from an actual index, or you could invent an index.

From Ansel Adams, A Biography by Mary Street Alinder a poem created from the index of his works.

Aspens, Northern, New Mexico,
Nevada Fall,
Sand Dune, Sunrise.
El Capitan
Leaves Mount Ranier.

Americana, Cigar Store Indian,
Diamond Cascade.
American Wilderness,
Moon and Half Dome,
Sierra Nevada, The John Muir Trail.

 

 

The Playground – Day 11 of NaPoWriMo 2016

This is not easy – I love the prompts and I want to write more poetry but I am off to a slow start. I’ll catch up with the earlier prompts later but here is my poem for today in response to the following prompt.

Today, I challenge you to write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details.

The Playground

Quiet, except for birds’ evening songs.
Still, but for the gentle breeze making chimes ring.
Empty, until the girls arrive.

Swings sway idly in the evening breeze.
Suspended bridge lies still.
Climbing wall with slack chain resting.
Silent slides await them.

The still life comes alive
With happy shouts and squeals of joy.
Swings soar skyward.
Girls spin on the tilted wheel – then jump, landing softly.

Hidden scars from childhood past.

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When Heirlooms Stray – Day 5 of Napowrimo 2016

The optional poetry prompt for today was to write a poem that takes its inspiration from, or incorporates the name of heirloom seeds.

When Heirlooms Stray

Big Mama had too much Brandywine and slid down Kentucky’s Wonderpole
Small Sugar danced the Cocozelle by the light of the Blue Solaise
While Charleston Wakefield and Thomas Laxton stared in disbelief.

Mr. Stripey promised Purple Queen the Moon and Stars
Baby Blue Eyes danced the Frigatello with Tom Thumb
While the Arkansas Traveler rode away on a Green Zebra.

 

Wysteria – Day 1 of Napowrimo 2016

Wysteria.I’ve been out of town so I haven’t posted yet but I’ve checked the prompts every day. Participating in blogging events like NAPOWRIMO and Blogging U classes, are still the surest way for me to blog regularly.

I discovered National Poetry Writing Month (aka NAPOWRIMO) last year and made a few entries. It’s a great site for learning about different forms of poetry and discovering new poets. This year features a different poet in translation each day. Along with the optional prompt, the site includes a poem submitted by a participant in response to the previous day’s prompt.

Here is the prompt for Day 1:

Today, I challenge you to write a lune. This is a sort of English-language haiku. While the haiku is a three-line poem with a 5-7-5 syllable count, the lune is a three-line poem with a 5-3-5 syllable count. There’s also a variant based on word-count, instead of syllable count, where the poem still has three lines, but the first line has five words, the second line has three words, and the third line has five words again. Either kind will do, and you can write a one-lune poem, or write a poem consisting of multiple stanzas of lunes. Happy writing!

And my response entitled Wysteria:

Invasive, cascading waterfall of blue

Gone too soon

Harbinger of a southern Spring