Nothing like a torrential downpour to clear things out a bit…
(24 April 2014)
Today’s entry combines prompts from Kelli Russell Agodon‘s list:
Write a poem that has the word ‘love’ in it somewhere. You cannot use the word ‘love’ by itself; it must be hidden (such as in the word ‘glove’, or in two words, like ‘halo venom’.
Write a poem that begins with the word ‘I‘. [Never a problem for me, it seems]
[W]rite a poem that features walls, bricks, stones, arches, or the like.
Today’s prompt is from Kelli Russell Agodon‘s list:
Write a poem where the last word of the first line begins with the first letter of your name, and the last word of the second line begins with the second letter of your name [—] until you have spelled out your first name and/or last name.
I wasn’t expecting this see-saw stuff from you…
(23 April 2014)
Thanks for keeping the rain at bay while I ran errands this afternoon. I was not looking forward to driving around in a downpour.
(22 April 2014)
Today’s entry combines a prompt from Kelli Russell Agodon‘s list:
Write a poem that only has five syllables in each line. Give the poem a long title.
with a prompt from PoeWar‘s list:
Write a poem in which a similar or identical phrase is repeated three or more times throughout the poem.
Oh, you’re throwing all sorts of surprises my way…
(21 April 2014)
For today’s entry, I went with one of the prompts from Kelli Russell Agodon‘s list:
Write a poem with the opposite hand that you write with, or, if you type your poems on the computer, use only one hand to type.
Then I applied one of the random prompts on Language is a Virus:
Systematically derange the language: Write a work consisting only of prepositional phrases, or add a gerund to every line of an already existing work.
I then chose the bits that worked from the two versions, and combined them into today’s poem.
Number 20 on LitBridge’s list of prompts involves imagining ‘living 300 or more years ago’, with ‘the same personality and body’. (Yeah, I can’t see myself in the 18th century.)
Kelli Russell Agodon‘s prompt for day 20 suggests removing my shoes and writing a poem celebrating my feet. (I hate my feet.)
Once again, PoeWar comes to the rescue. The twentieth prompt on the list is:
Write a poem that begins with a line of advice or instruction, such as don’t give up or take a left at the willow tree.