Inspiration for those in need «
BIG MESS...
We should delete this as soon as possible. BUT, For now, we can use it.
--> Topic #1 God calls you on the phone, says, "explain yourself."
--> #2 Word List Twist Required Words: Green Beans, Tesseract, Long, Zimbabwe
Forbidden Words: ALL PRONOUNS
Theme: Man''s Struggle With Technology
--> 3 - seven words, seven less Use the following seven words in a rhyming poem (you choose the scheme):
Mendicant
toothsome
rabblerousingsonofasheepherder
fight
smile
obtuse
winsome
You may not use:
heart
rain
pain
lonely
me
I
you
--> re: Topic #1 Explain my self.
" I meant to do good i really did, but you weren''t listening to me."
ooooo
or random thought...sorry if i offend anyone.
" you think you''re so high mighty. Why don''t you get of you a#$ and actual answer more then a few people''s prayers"
--> re: re: Topic #1 you know all, you need no explanation....but if you must hear something from me...I''m a work in progress.
--> re: re: re: Topic #1 God Fearing Man
That fat bastard
God called me on the telephone
and said,
"Explain yourself
to me."
The pause got to me,
of course,
i was weeping
and sullen
afraid
"Explain yourself
to me."
His baritone echoed
down the miles and miles
and miles
of line from heaven to my heart
I croaked a bit, "I thought you knew..."
"Explain yourself
to me."
and then I knew
it was just a recording.
Lazy assed deity
I should have known.
Freakin'' Sudan
Flies in their mouth and shit.
Explain yourself
To me.
--> re: re: re: re: Topic #1 Stephan that was spectacular, the ending got a genuine belly laugh out of me which is gross cause I am chewing down a footlong steak and cheese sub.
--> re: 3 - seven words, seven less A Murder Among the Flock -
An unexpected toothsome grin
Caught from one small corner of mine eye
From betwixt the shady building
And three fellow shuffling passers by
Unmoved by the baritone melody
Of the mendicant monks in a row
Unaware of the thirsty knock down fight
Or the subway rumbling down below
Suspended as if time stands morosely still
In the midday crowd is a winsome face
A once dormant psyche no longer obtuse
To the insane rantings of the human race
Along the lines of the power grid
Not the rabblerousing son of a sheepherder
Instead obsidian eyes that smile
Ready for flight yet amidst the murder
--> re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less wow, good job shannon, you did it and well too, that''s a really great piece.
--> re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less Shannon - this is great.
Janet edited this message on 01/06/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: re: Topic #1 to you?
why the hell should I?
--> #4 - forbidden words Write a poem about night without using the following words:
Alessandra edited this message on 01/08/2006.
--> re: #2 Word List Twist
ERROR 64
"Error 64 - tesseract"
Flashing
on. off. on again
Beating
to the sun,
to the sweat pouring down neck and back
Reboot.
Again
"Error 64 - tesseract"
Handbooks,
idiots guides
heaped on the desk
"Error 64 - tesseract
please
reboot"
a defintion
"a cube expressed in four dimensions"
unhelpful
are not all cubes
that exist in time
expressed in four dimension?
Again
Reboot.
"Error 64 - tesseract"
Remember Zimbabwe?
eating green beans
grown long
and tomatoes
with a little spice.
The java
did not tesseract
and green
was no adjective
but a state of mind
"Error 64 - tesseract"
no more rebooting.
Come eat.
Paganini edited this message on 01/07/2006.
--> re: #4 - forbidden words Inky shadow fingers
prevail against bright white
tossing slate gray shades
across the sky.
--> #5 - Three little words Only 3 words and none of them forbidden, but some simple accompanying rules.
1) You MUST start with one of the words or a derivative of it. For example if you chose the word snow you could use snowing, snowed, snowman, snowy and so on.
2) You MUST use a second of the words somewhere in the first two lines of your poem. No derivitives.
3) You must use the third word somewhere in the poem. No derivitives.
The words are:
apple
toe
snow
Paganini edited this message on 01/09/2006.
--> re: re: #4 - forbidden words did you know that
in the time between evening and morning
that blank sheets of clouds close enough
to see can be painted with
whatever constellations you can imagine.
it''s a wonderful wish
to realign the universe
however you desire.
and wondering if god took more than once
to create what you could get right
on the first try.
--> re: #5 - Three little words my go, thanks PJ
Alessandra edited this message on 01/10/2006.
Alessandra edited this message on 01/10/2006.
--> re: re: #5 - Three little words Red Juicy Apple
--> re: re: re: #4 - forbidden words Swamp Philharmonic
creeping forth, parting cattails
toes sinking soft
lightless orb above me
twig crackles underfoot
a wave of hush crashes before me
\240 crickets freeze
\240 \240 frogs shrink
\240 \240 \240 turtles sink their tails
crouching, stilled on my haunches
\240 waiting
\240 \240 breathless
\240 \240 \240 until
impatience spilling caution
a libidinous trembling life
dares slice the silent pitch
its questioning chirr
spurs
small avalanche
stirs
myriad amorous ritornelles
swells
exploding the tenebrous air
with kaleidoscopic fireworks of sound
the auditory colors
of primal yearning
Karen edited this message on 01/19/2006.
Karen edited this message on 01/19/2006.
Karen edited this message on 01/19/2006.
--> #6 Write a poem about the number six (6), without using the word six or the number 6.
--> re: #6 The Space Between Five and Seven
Half of one dozen
Synthetic brown monkeys
March one by one
in a crooked row
A giggle
a stretch
And a tumble
Down
down
to the ground
Arm by plastic arm
back into the barrel
--> re: re: #6 When three in a row,
put the Ouija board away!
We''ll tell jokes instead.
--> re: re: re: #6 A true story, but I was a small child, so I don''t actually remember how many were left.
Messy Numbers
A carton of eggs carried
From one room to the next
When
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Half left.
--> re: re: re: re: #6 I dig holes all day, some shallow,
some grave; all where things lay.
one, two, three, then another three
all in a row. I dig holes all day long.
I get paid to count these things for
you; 3 plus 3, how many is that?
just a handful of dirt on the end of
my shovel.
--> re: re: re: re: re: #6 to your house
i can''t count the numbers
on one hand or on one
empty skyline
when walking the miles
to your house
i stop halfway at three
and warm myself with
coffee laced with whiskey
from a broken polystyrene cup
--> #7 Picture prompt Have a look at the pictures on THIS WEBPAGE and write about what you see. It could be triggered by single image on the page, or more generally about the concept of the page. Whatever!
Paganini edited this message on 01/14/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less Wow Shannon, I am very impressed. I don''t even know what most of those words mean. Very impressive.
--> re: #7 Picture prompt Myriad reasons
shaking my head
heart on sleeve
with anguish in tow
"I put myself out there
baby - and you did what
you did."
we had something once
moldable clay
a piece in each color
endless play
and you moved your mental
bowels and created anew
yep, that''s what you did
now I bid
Adieu.
--> re: re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less Mine sucked...so I deleted it;(
Jennifer edited this message on 01/17/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less I''m sure it did NOT suck Jennifer and I for one would like to read it!
--> re: re: #7 Picture prompt they say it''s a jungle
out there;
they lie.
it''s a hall ov fame, and mine
is thee only photo
missing.
--> re: re: re: #7 Picture prompt Y''know Robbi, the simplicity of your piece serves well the intense message. I like it.
--> #8 - you choose prompt Choose a part of your body (or someone else''s if you prefer), a place you have never been to and a random object you could pick up right now without moving. Yup. THAT one, right there. Write a short piece that links all three. (This is a task I undertook some long time ago which led to a poem which was published last year. I''ll post the poem once you''ve had time to have a go yourself)
--> re: #8 - you choose prompt high atop my spleen
where the snotty tissues lay
in raucus tribute to the Godliness of me
I cheer Nepal.
This mountain of meness
of meaness
is me on display
You bang the gong
in Monky robes
and proclaim
me good.
Still,
I only see the phlegm
upon the thin whisps of paper
and the firmament in your eyes.
"Come back to me,"
you say,
you know me so well.
"Come back to me,
it''s time to come home.
Nepal can wait til after dinner,"
you lie to me.
again.
--> re: re: #8 - you choose prompt *chuckling* I asked for this, didn''t I? This is just so creative, revolting and surreal that I suspect it to be high art. I vote it POTD immediately and would add it to my favourites if I could.
--> #9 - Pangramatic poem (should this be in the form directory?) My favourite pangram is currently, "Forsaking monastic tradition, twelve jovial friars gave up their vocation for a questionable existence on the flying trapeze". Arguably the most famous is, "The quick brown fox jumps over a lazy dog".
The question is, is it possible to write a piece of poetry which is also pangramatic? (i.e. consists of a single sentence which containins every letter of the alphabet.)
Just dropped by to edit this post. According to THIS PAGE in Japan pangramatic poetry has over 1000 years of history. I havn''t yet actually located any posted online though; Google references have so far led to dead links rather than poems.
Paganini edited this message on 01/24/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less the rabblerousingsonofasheepherder
whose smile was less than winsome
vowed to fight like the dickens
to keep the toothsome pack of wolves
who were disguised in mendicant outfits
from sinking their collective teeth deep into that obtuse order who had a calling to be herded.
--> re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt Shivering in the blasting
heat as hand''s they
are not heroes
merely clutchyclaws
rife with daily
tests of durability
hammered into wiseass walls
and clenched in the grip of
an unlucky paratrooper grasping
furtively at each passing cloud.
I''ve never been to heaven
imagine it as the staticky
toss of rice to pan found between
television channels
loud enough to block the noise
of gossipy file clerks
organizing my mind and
empty - a fresh washed glass
echoing the sentiments
that splash as they fill
to rim
But light grows dim as clouds
conspire Sun''s coup de grace
quenching fire and hailing
sweet moon as she enters the room
smelling of perfume, sour milk
and doom. And would that I could
click the light - slow this death
waltz into nigh and spare myself
imminent gloom, relieve myself
with comforting room.
--> re: re: re: re: re: re: Topic #1 Hi,
You''ve reached the mailbox of Steve Johnston. To leave a message press 1. To reach an operator press 2. For more options, press 3.
--> re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt ive never been to heaven is a great line...
iv been pondering this prompt for days; fine tuning still needed and i will try to post it later!
--> # 10 - Cliches Write a poem on a theme that meakes it perfectly reasonable to use as many cliches as possible, and do so. My attempt can be found HERE
Paganini edited this message on 01/29/2006.
--> re: # 10 - Cliches You have no idea how fun that was.
when it rains, it pours
--> re: re: # 10 - Cliches ha ha ha
cliches kisses, in my BBZS folder,
i went for short and sweet!
......
oh right! i got it wrong... nevermind
Starla edited this message on 01/31/2006.
--> re: re: #4 - forbidden words wow Karen, def. celestial.
--> #11 - American X-pression poetry I got this idea from an American Express ad. Take the following categories and make a poem from them, using all of them. My poem called, "Poetry Express" is in my Combining Others'' Ideas folder. This early in the morning, I had trouble with the hyperlink.
Also, not sure why the stuff came out on the side like it did...STEPHAN
?
name
childhood ambition
fondest memory
soundtrack
retreat
wildest dream
proudest moment
biggest challenge
alarm clock
perfect day (thanks Pags, it was 3 am when I typed this)
first job
indulgence
last purchase
favorite movie
inspiration
my (your) life
See my poem listed above for an example, but you can do it any way you want. Hey...that''s poetic license, right?
Michelle edited this message on 02/01/2006.
--> re: #11 - American X-pression poetry Ooo-er. So it did! And you''re right: thats a pretty strange hyperlink too.
To clarify - are we supposed to provide our answers to the categories or simply use the phrases? Also (sorry am being a pain) what is ''perevt day''? I managed to suss out the other typos!
Paganini edited this message on 02/01/2006.
--> re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry See my new notes in my original post, Pags...nope, not a pain...just observant.
--> re: re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry But I kind of liked pervert day! Dang.
--> re: re: re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry Well, it was about 3 am when I posted it...so my mind was a bit perverted at that point - can''t believe I made so many typos! arrgggh...
--> re: re: re: re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry kinda had a go "rainbow reflected"
although i probably got the wrong end of the stick again...
Starla edited this message on 02/03/2006.
--> re: #4 - forbidden words Velvet set behind the trees,
A thousand voyeuristic lights,
And the breeze that awakens our senses.
Cool grass, damp against our skin,
Tiny bumps on your skin
And the sound of trembling, breathe.
I don\222t remember anything
Beyond the endless sensations
And the feeling of being truly alive.
--> # 12 - unusual things It is my contention that inspiration can come from the most unlikely and unpromising sources. Such as "elastic bands and a stapler". Take those words as your title or theme to illuminate the human situation.
--> re: # 12 - unusual things Ask and you shall receive...
Elastic Bands and a Stapler
--> re: # 10 - Cliches Fun. Here is my attempt...
One for the road,
Dog eared,
Fine as frog hair.
A man and his dog,
A classic tale
With something for everyone.
And so it goes,
Every picture tells a story
Man\222s best friend.
Where will it end?
At the end of the rainbow
Or the end of the line.
A dog needs a bone
And a man needs a home
And the simple life
It seems, suits them fine.
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re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
Spanish soil, firmly packed
Above the container marked bio hazard
And placed just so.
It was an odd, little ceremony,
More internal that anything,
I had never lost a part of my body before.
I was numb and tingling
As the ghost of my spleen
Seemed to call out from within.
Once the hole was closed,
I left a cross, made of tin foil,
A gum wrapper remnant.
I wonder what else is buried here?
--> # 12A - Date challenge This one was suggested by Steve Johnson-
Pick a date that is important to you and write a piece based on that date and its importance, without using any specifics of the people or things that make it important.
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re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
I love San Francisco, but the Serengeti Plain in Africa is the place I''ve longed to see forever.
Bridge to the Serengeti
My eyes see the cars moving
from this window, but as the Golden
Gate Bridge stares at me from
the mug I had tea in earlier\227
I wish for this bridge
to be the start of my journey
from this chair\227
into imagination\222s desire.
Take me from this windy hill
to the flat, harsh Serengeti Plain,
where a sanctuary of creatures
fills time with survival. Let me
see the cheetah at full speed.
Hold steady while Thompson
gazelles spring from danger.
Shade my eyes from pink brilliance
when flamingoes take flight. Unstop
my ears that I may hear the trumpeting
elephants communicate.
And may I be ever so humbled
as the lion roars its majesty,
telling other animals he alone
is king.
Now the tea is cold,
and my mind returns to this chair.
I cross the bridge of sighs
and look out the window again.
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re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
discretionary as scarves must be
Alessandra edited this message on 02/18/2006.
--> re: # 12A - Date challenge Guess I need to kick this off...
October 4, 1998 - NYC
Steve edited this message on 02/20/2006.
--> 13 - Word of the Day (Taken from Google''s Word of the Day:)
Use this word of the day to create a poem exactly 100 words long (in any form you desire). The word of the day can be the title, or used within, but the poem should relect the meaning of the word somehow and the word must appear somewhere.
TODAY''S WORD OF THE DAY:
titivate: to smarten up; to spruce.
Karen edited this message on 02/21/2006.
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day what a funny little word
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day Oh yeah, I do like that word. It''s meaning can be taken so many different ways in a poem...I will pass the ''word'' around..
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
Aaagh! The world is about to end! You went and numbered this 13!! I used 12A to avoid this very eventuality!!!
Me? no. Not supersticious in the slightest
-->
re: 13 - Word of the Day
I figured I''d take one for the team.
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day I didn''t even notice the number...It''s okay, we will take the superstition and turn it around....make it lucky 13..
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
2/22/06 Word of the Day:
gyrovague (JYE-ro-vayg) noun
A monk who travels from one place to another.
[From French, from Late Latin gyrovagus gyro- (circle) + vagus (wandering).]
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day I didn''t know if we were just posting our poems to our page or what...so I am posting ''Titivate My Heart'' on my page right now....
Rene edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
http://www.poetrydmv.com/poem.php?i_poemid=1140637132
Address to Rene''s Poem
Karen edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
I''m a goof. Still can''t make links work.
Karen edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
Don''t feel bad, I can''t either.
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
Weeee! I can
RENE''S POEM IS HERE
Well, it is now.
Paganini edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
Show off! :>)
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day oohhh, how cool, my name is blue!!!
--> re: # 12A - Date challenge Okay, I have given it a try...posting it now....''November 28,1987'' I don''t know how to do the link....
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
Okay now Karen, I am having a bit of trouble with this second word!! arggg.
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
I am working on it too! I''m going to change the rules with #14.
--> 14 - Word of the day w/new rule Actually, a lack of a rule. Same deal as #13 - create a poem using the word somewhere in the poem, and the poem expressing what the word is about. But it can be of any length.
Today''s word: discommode: To put to inconvenience.
[From French discommoder, from dis- + commode (convenient). Ultimately
from Indo-European root med- (to take appropriate measures) that is
also the source of medicine, modern, modify, modest, and modulate.]
--> re: 14 - Word of the day w/new rule Yay!!!! I had never before written a poem and counted my words before! That distressed my flow a little but, I made it thru. I love this word and thoughts have already started forming in my crazy old brain...
I just posted my answer to ''discommode''..I don''t have one for gyrovague... this one is called ''Pardon Me''
Rene edited this message on 02/23/2006.
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re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
Steve Johnston... This one made me stop in my tracks. Excellent.
Michelle...that is beautiful.
.
Rene edited this message on 02/23/2006.
Rene edited this message on 02/23/2006.
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re: 13 - Word of the Day
Titivating Gyrovague
I combined both words into one poem because of the image it conjured. I broke my own rule.
Karen edited this message on 02/23/2006.
Karen edited this message on 02/23/2006.
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re: # 12A - Date challenge
Nicely done Rene. A great piece.
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re: # 12A - Date challenge
Thank you Steve...it brought back many memories. Yours was a great read too!! I enjoyed this challenge.
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re: 14 - Word of the day w/new rule
Rene''s poem about the WOTD-Discommode:
Pardon Me
Good job Rene''!
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/24/06
munificent \\myoo-NIF-i-suhnt\\, adjective: Very liberal in giving or bestowing; very generous; lavish.
obsequy (OB-se-kwee) noun: A funeral rite or ceremony.
Use both words in the poem and/or title, with the poem''s overall theme about the meaning of those two words.
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/24/06
Oh yes, I love both of these words!! I can feel it coming on already. How do you do that link to the poems??
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/24/06
Munificent Obsequy
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/24/06
Obsequy
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/24/06
A Munificent Tongue
--> #15 - Image prompt HAVE A LOOK AT THIS AND WRITE A POEM PROMPTED BY WHAT YOU SEE
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/27/06
Write a Haiku using the word of the day in the title or body of poem (3 lines total: 5 syllables first line, 7 syllables second line, 5 syllables last line)
volitant (VOL-i-tuhnt) adjective
1. Flying or capable of flight.
2. Active; moving about rapidly.
[From Latin volitare (to flutter), from volare (to fly). Volatile and volley descended from the same source.]
Karen edited this message on 02/27/2006.
Karen edited this message on 02/27/2006.
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/27/06
Volitant (haiku)
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re: #4 - forbidden words
Steve,
I love this. Beautiful. Makes me want to take a walk with you in the night, to anywhere. Very nice.
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/27/06
She Lied
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/27/06
Screw You Haiku
--> re: #15 - Image prompt Overcome
--> re: 14 - Words of the day for 3/1/06 palisade (pal-uh-SADE) noun
1. A fence of stakes forming a defense.
2. A line of steep cliffs, especially along a river.
3. verb tr.: To fortify with palisades.
[From French palissade, Latin palus (stake). Ultimately from Indo-European
root pag- (to fasten) that is also the source of peace, pacify, pact,
travel, compact, pagan, and peasant.]
Use in a poem any which way you want!
Karen edited this message on 03/01/2006.
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re: #15 - Image prompt
Today''s Heiroglyph
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 3/1/06
I wrote Renegade Love Palisade with your word of the day. can''t figure out what the link is though
Kerowyn edited this message on 03/01/2006.
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Renegade Love Palisade by Kerowyn!
Karen edited this message on 03/01/2006.
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Palisades
--> 14 - Words of the day for 3/4/06 simulacrum: a representation; an insubstantial or vague semblance.
Hee haw, give this one a roll! 10 extra points if it''s a haiku!
--> re: - Words of the day for 3/4/06 A Simulacrum
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re: - Words of the day for 3/6/06
Well done, Steve! Well done!
Here''s a fun one. I think it righly calls for the form of a limerick.
mulligrubs (MUL-i-grubz) noun
1. Grumpiness; colic; low spirits.
2. An ill-tempered person.
[From mulliegrums, apparently from megrims (low spirits).]
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re: - Words of the day for 3/6/06
Mulligrubs
--> #16 - Word of Day: zeitgeber zeitgeber (TSYT-ge-buhr) noun
An environmental cue, such as light, that helps to regulate the
biological clock in an organism.
[Coined by 1954 by J\374rgen Aschoff (1913-1998), from German Zeit (time)
+ Geber (giver).]
This seemed like a ripe one for the picking. I think it could revolutionize valentine''s day poetry.
P.S. I started a new thread, and thought I would do one for each new word, unless an administrator thinks that''s a bad idea.
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#17 - Word of the Day: gegenschein
gegenschein (GAY-guhn-shyn) noun
A faint oval patch of light directly opposite the sun in the
night sky, caused by reflection of sunlight by dust particles.
Also known as counterglow.
[From German Gegenschein, from gegen (against) + Schein (light).]
Pictures of gegenschein:
http://swisseduc.ch/stromboli/volcano/photoastro/gegenschein-en.html
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#18 - Double Word of the Day: ululate and weltschmerz
Yes, that''s a mouthful, but they seem like they would go well together in a poem...
ululate \\UL-yuh-layt; YOOL-\\, intransitive:
To howl, as a dog or a wolf; to wail; as, ululating jackals.
[Ululate derives from Latin ululare, to howl, to yell,
ultimately of imitative origin. The noun form is ululation;
the adjective form is ululant.]
weltschmerz (VELT-shmerts) noun
World weariness; pessimism, apathy, or sadness felt at the difference between physical reality and the ideal state.
[From German Weltschmerz, from Welt (world) + Schmerz (pain).]
--> re: #16 - Word of Day: zeitgeber Zeitgeber
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re: #17 - Word of the Day: gegenschein
I am trying to keep up...
Gegenschein
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re: #18 - Double Word of the Day: ululate and weltschmerz
A real challenge, let me know what you think...Weltzschmerz of the Wolf
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#19 - W of the D: crapulous
crapulous \\KRAP-yuh-lus\\, adjective:
1. Suffering the effects of, or derived from, or suggestive of
gross intemperance, especially in drinking; as, a crapulous
stomach.
2. Marked by gross intemperance, especially in drinking; as, a
crapulous old [1]reprobate.
Is this not a beautiful word to work with?
(Forms and Paperwork Circle will use this word to create Cinquain.)
Karen edited this message on 03/13/2006.
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re: #19 - W of the D: crapulous
headache
Written as a Cinquain.
-->
#20 - Word of the Day: uxorious
uxorious \\uk-SOR-ee-us; ug-ZOR-\\, adjective:
Excessively fond of or submissive to a wife.
Limerick anyone?
-->
#21 W of D: megalomania (using the poetic form: Rictameter)
Use the word:
megalomania \\meg-uh-lo-MAY-nee-ah; -nyuh\\, noun:
1. A mania for grandiose or extravagant things or actions.
2. A mental disorder characterized by delusions of grandeur.
in a poem in Rictameter form:
Definition of Rictameter
Karen edited this message on 03/16/2006.
-->
re: #21 W of D: megalomania (using the poetic form: Rictameter)
Such a Deal
-->
re: #20 - Word of the Day: uxorious
Sorry no limerick, but...Uxorious
-->
re: #19 - W of the D: crapulous
Oh Crapulous!
--> #22 - Story verse Tell a story! Free verse or any way you can!
Steve edited this message on 03/30/2006.
Steve edited this message on 04/02/2006.
--> re: #22 - Story verse Here is my attempt....
Dried Like Rust
--> #23 Ages Choose an age, write a piece using that age as the focus, title or a reference in a line. Any style will do!
-->
re: #22 - Story verse
And another...Death Sat in the Corner
-->
re: #22 - Story verse
i did one, "search party", but don''t know how much of a story it tells. cool exercize, steve.
--> #24 - Nails in Brain Man uses nail gun to shoot 12 nails in his head, goes to hospital next day with "headache."
Newstory
Karen edited this message on 04/21/2006.
-->
#25 Word of the Day: harridan
harridan \\HAIR-uh-din\\, noun:
A worn-out strumpet; a vixenish woman; a hag.
Give me any poem, preferrably a limerick...
Karen edited this message on 04/27/2006.
--> ' Not very good but this is my first try at a limerick....
There once was a harridan
Whose name just happened to be sherriden
A vixenish woman was she
which nobody will disagree
try to tell her she''s wrong
You just might be singing a high note song
...I don''t usually write this way. Hope it''s ok.
Ashley edited this message on 05/05/2006.
--> re: Hee hee! I liked it!
-->
#26 Word of the Day: Virtu
virtu \\vuhr-TOO; vir-\\, noun:
1. love of or taste for fine objects of art.
2. Productions of art (especially fine antiques).
3. Artistic quality.
--> # 27 - image prompt Artist - Jan Hisek
Title - The Sacrifice
Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting
Have at it.
Paul edited this message on 05/22/2006.
--> Here's my attempt! Look Who''s Coming To Dinner
--> Here's my attempt... Virtu
--> Here is what I was looking for... Four
--> At least I tried... Ode to A Harriden
I once knew a harridan wench,
Who looks made the strongest man flinch,
For a smile and some coin
She would let you keep goin\222
Til\222 your spade had hit bottom in her trench.
--> Lame, but trying! Nailed
Hammering into the small of my skull,
Shattering any hope of recovery
As tiny shards of my life invade
The soft recesses of my mind.
I never asked for any of this,
But find myself sitting in a puddle
Trying to put myself back together
With nothing more than a hammer and nails.
A bit too much force in driving the square peg
Into the round hole, but at least it got there.
More than I can say for myself,
Sitting with the claw before my eyes.
Maybe next time, I will just use the screw driver.
--> re: least I tried... Oh, nasty!
-->
re: least I tried...
Sorry. Best I could do!..or worst I suppose.
Steve edited this message on 05/24/2006.
-->
re: least I tried...
Oh, I love a good nasty, and that was a good one.
--> #26 Smell Use a smell, pleasant, nauseating, fair or foul and use it as the driver for a piece. Any style, any length.
-->
#28 - Word of the Day: pleonasm
pleonasm \\PLEE-uh-naz-uhm\\, noun:
1. The use of more words than are necessary to express an idea; as, "I saw it with my own eyes."
2. An instance or example of pleonasm.
3. A superfluous word or expression.
Karen edited this message on 05/31/2006.
--> pleonasm isn''t that like an orgasm only more
--> re: onasm actually it''s asking for more orgasms than you''re going to get.
--> ' Something like this perhaps...Shambling Rot
-->
re: #26 Smell
Interesting challenge, Steve, thanks. Here''s mine.
Star Jasmine
-->
re: #26 Smell
I like, but was hopin for something with more of a perfume quality...;)
-->
re: #26 Smell
Maybe I can dump a bottle of Shalimar on you? LOL
-->
re: #26 Smell
No thanks. Though I have had beer dumped on me a few times...
:)
-->
re: onasm
Ha! Good one. And here I thought it was describing the orgasm that really wasn''t.
--> !!!!!!!!!!! BRETT NEWS!!! Read my journal!!!
--> #29 Expressions Challenge Write a piece describing a situation/story using only the descriptions of facial expressions. Could be line by line, stanza by stanza or whatever works, but each portion should focus on one expression until the piece is complete.
-->
re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
My poem IS HERE
--> #30 - Writing prompt website Something a little different here with ideas to keep you going a good while - go to this webpage Which offers 2 different random ideas generators. Ignore the story starter as the link takes you to a search page. Use the poetry generator. When you post your poem, tell us the prompt which triggered the poem.
Paganini edited this message on 07/30/2006.
--> #31 - someone elses' Animal Poem prompt The UK newspaper ''The Guardian'' runs regular articles and workshops on poetry so is worth checking out. Have a look at THIS WORKSHOP for an exercise that could take you a long time, but be well worth while!
Paganini edited this message on 07/30/2006.
--> #32 - poetry by 'numbers' When I was small I liked to do those ''colouring by numbers'' pictures. One day I decided to substitute my own colours instead of those specified for each number. Was this a beginning of creativity or just juvenile rebellion? Who can tell?
This exercise invites you to create a poem by filling the gaps with appropriate words... Have a play. See where it leads you. Edit. See what you end up with and post it here for us to admire!
[preposition] the [Season] [Heavenly body]
When the [adjective] [colour]
[verb]s shimmering
[preposition] [place] nights,
[Name], the [colour] [noun],
[verb]s and [verb]s to [pronoun]
As a [adjective] [noun]
Who [verb]s.
[preposition] the [Season] [flower(s)]
When the [adjective] [colour]
[verb]s in the [time of day]
Of the [adjective] [colour] leaves,
[emotion], with little [noun]s,
[verb]s and [verb]s [pronoun]
With [number] [plural noun],
And [verb]s [pronoun]
Beautiful, [adjective] [noun]s.
ps - kudos to the first person to say what poem this exercise is based upon?
Paganini edited this message on 08/05/2006.
--> ' My (poor) first attempt:
After the harvest moon
when the cool blue
floods shimmering
her garden nights,
Calliope, the silver muse,
sparkles and dances to us
As a fallen star
Who flares.
After the autumn thistles
When the golden russet
flushes in the midday
Of the flaming tawny leaves,
Melancholy with little seeds,
Drifts and overcomes her
With a myriad memories,
And condemns us,
Beautiful, lingering dreamers
--> i can't imagine' Not a wonderful attempt but we''ll remember it''s 2 am. Rather terrible attempt at this excercise i think.
Under the scorching summer sun
When the wind blows the grit and dirt against the shins,
Pavements shimmer in the heat.
Short nights spent alone,
Myself and brown ground, purple sky,
As the world turns but doesn''t quite turn into darkness,
Because the moon is watching.
Squashing the seasonal berries, into the whitest parts of our clothes,
The red and purple stains will not be lifted.
Children screaming in the musty air of the afternoon, as they run through the sprinklers,
Collecting thorns from the dry ground as they go.
Delighted with the cold shock in the hot air.
With hours and hours before darkness falls,
we sit on the deck in the garden and watch the sun go down.
Watch the beautiful sky turn pink, crimson and purple.
--> re: an't imagine' And yet... there is much in here that will (I hope I am right in this!) be the basis for other poems. The first three lines are rather good, as is the image of squashed berries whose staine won''t easily be got out. In fact I reckon I might want to play with that metaphore myself, if I may?
--> # 33 Cubist Poem Write a cubist poem.
Think of the cubists - they would take an object, (say a face,) and deconstruct it and arange the pieces to say something about the original object. One eye might be bigger than the other, and one placed where the mouth belongs The nose might be represented three times from three different angles. The hair might be the same colour as the eyes. And so on.
If you want to read more have a look THIS PAGE
Choose an object and do the same think in words, aiming to catch an emotion or a moment in time.
Paganini edited this message on 08/23/2006.
--> ' below the summer pluto
when the wild purple
shrieks shimmering
through seashore nights,
Persephone, the pale halo,
breathes and writhes to him
as a feral fruit
who ripens.
into the monsoon plum
when the spoiled berry
whispers in the witching hour
of the wild henna leaves,
frenzy, with little pauses,
blisters and bruises them
with nine secrets
and bites their
beautiful, blossoming lips.
and...Carl Sandburg. reading his original does not make one confident of their own
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--> #2 Word List Twist Required Words: Green Beans, Tesseract, Long, Zimbabwe
Forbidden Words: ALL PRONOUNS
Theme: Man''s Struggle With Technology
--> 3 - seven words, seven less Use the following seven words in a rhyming poem (you choose the scheme):
Mendicant
toothsome
rabblerousingsonofasheepherder
fight
smile
obtuse
winsome
You may not use:
heart
rain
pain
lonely
me
I
you
--> re: Topic #1 Explain my self.
" I meant to do good i really did, but you weren''t listening to me."
ooooo
or random thought...sorry if i offend anyone.
" you think you''re so high mighty. Why don''t you get of you a#$ and actual answer more then a few people''s prayers"
--> re: re: Topic #1 you know all, you need no explanation....but if you must hear something from me...I''m a work in progress.
--> re: re: re: Topic #1 God Fearing Man
That fat bastard
God called me on the telephone
and said,
"Explain yourself
to me."
The pause got to me,
of course,
i was weeping
and sullen
afraid
"Explain yourself
to me."
His baritone echoed
down the miles and miles
and miles
of line from heaven to my heart
I croaked a bit, "I thought you knew..."
"Explain yourself
to me."
and then I knew
it was just a recording.
Lazy assed deity
I should have known.
Freakin'' Sudan
Flies in their mouth and shit.
Explain yourself
To me.
--> re: re: re: re: Topic #1 Stephan that was spectacular, the ending got a genuine belly laugh out of me which is gross cause I am chewing down a footlong steak and cheese sub.
--> re: 3 - seven words, seven less A Murder Among the Flock -
An unexpected toothsome grin
Caught from one small corner of mine eye
From betwixt the shady building
And three fellow shuffling passers by
Unmoved by the baritone melody
Of the mendicant monks in a row
Unaware of the thirsty knock down fight
Or the subway rumbling down below
Suspended as if time stands morosely still
In the midday crowd is a winsome face
A once dormant psyche no longer obtuse
To the insane rantings of the human race
Along the lines of the power grid
Not the rabblerousing son of a sheepherder
Instead obsidian eyes that smile
Ready for flight yet amidst the murder
--> re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less wow, good job shannon, you did it and well too, that''s a really great piece.
--> re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less Shannon - this is great.
Janet edited this message on 01/06/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: re: Topic #1 to you?
why the hell should I?
--> #4 - forbidden words Write a poem about night without using the following words:
- night
- blue
- black
- dark
- moon
- star(s)
- fade (and its derivatives)
- dream
- bed
- sun
- sleep
- die (and its derivatives)
- day
Alessandra edited this message on 01/08/2006.
--> re: #2 Word List Twist
ERROR 64
"Error 64 - tesseract"
Flashing
on. off. on again
Beating
to the sun,
to the sweat pouring down neck and back
Reboot.
Again
"Error 64 - tesseract"
Handbooks,
idiots guides
heaped on the desk
"Error 64 - tesseract
please
reboot"
a defintion
"a cube expressed in four dimensions"
unhelpful
are not all cubes
that exist in time
expressed in four dimension?
Again
Reboot.
"Error 64 - tesseract"
Remember Zimbabwe?
eating green beans
grown long
and tomatoes
with a little spice.
The java
did not tesseract
and green
was no adjective
but a state of mind
"Error 64 - tesseract"
no more rebooting.
Come eat.
Paganini edited this message on 01/07/2006.
--> re: #4 - forbidden words Inky shadow fingers
prevail against bright white
tossing slate gray shades
across the sky.
--> #5 - Three little words Only 3 words and none of them forbidden, but some simple accompanying rules.
1) You MUST start with one of the words or a derivative of it. For example if you chose the word snow you could use snowing, snowed, snowman, snowy and so on.
2) You MUST use a second of the words somewhere in the first two lines of your poem. No derivitives.
3) You must use the third word somewhere in the poem. No derivitives.
The words are:
apple
toe
snow
Paganini edited this message on 01/09/2006.
--> re: re: #4 - forbidden words did you know that
in the time between evening and morning
that blank sheets of clouds close enough
to see can be painted with
whatever constellations you can imagine.
it''s a wonderful wish
to realign the universe
however you desire.
and wondering if god took more than once
to create what you could get right
on the first try.
--> re: #5 - Three little words my go, thanks PJ
Alessandra edited this message on 01/10/2006.
Alessandra edited this message on 01/10/2006.
--> re: re: #5 - Three little words Red Juicy Apple
--> re: re: re: #4 - forbidden words Swamp Philharmonic
creeping forth, parting cattails
toes sinking soft
lightless orb above me
twig crackles underfoot
a wave of hush crashes before me
\240 crickets freeze
\240 \240 frogs shrink
\240 \240 \240 turtles sink their tails
crouching, stilled on my haunches
\240 waiting
\240 \240 breathless
\240 \240 \240 until
impatience spilling caution
a libidinous trembling life
dares slice the silent pitch
its questioning chirr
spurs
small avalanche
stirs
myriad amorous ritornelles
swells
exploding the tenebrous air
with kaleidoscopic fireworks of sound
the auditory colors
of primal yearning
Karen edited this message on 01/19/2006.
Karen edited this message on 01/19/2006.
Karen edited this message on 01/19/2006.
--> #6 Write a poem about the number six (6), without using the word six or the number 6.
--> re: #6 The Space Between Five and Seven
Half of one dozen
Synthetic brown monkeys
March one by one
in a crooked row
A giggle
a stretch
And a tumble
Down
down
to the ground
Arm by plastic arm
back into the barrel
--> re: re: #6 When three in a row,
put the Ouija board away!
We''ll tell jokes instead.
--> re: re: re: #6 A true story, but I was a small child, so I don''t actually remember how many were left.
Messy Numbers
A carton of eggs carried
From one room to the next
When
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Plop!
Half left.
--> re: re: re: re: #6 I dig holes all day, some shallow,
some grave; all where things lay.
one, two, three, then another three
all in a row. I dig holes all day long.
I get paid to count these things for
you; 3 plus 3, how many is that?
just a handful of dirt on the end of
my shovel.
--> re: re: re: re: re: #6 to your house
i can''t count the numbers
on one hand or on one
empty skyline
when walking the miles
to your house
i stop halfway at three
and warm myself with
coffee laced with whiskey
from a broken polystyrene cup
--> #7 Picture prompt Have a look at the pictures on THIS WEBPAGE and write about what you see. It could be triggered by single image on the page, or more generally about the concept of the page. Whatever!
Paganini edited this message on 01/14/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less Wow Shannon, I am very impressed. I don''t even know what most of those words mean. Very impressive.
--> re: #7 Picture prompt Myriad reasons
shaking my head
heart on sleeve
with anguish in tow
"I put myself out there
baby - and you did what
you did."
we had something once
moldable clay
a piece in each color
endless play
and you moved your mental
bowels and created anew
yep, that''s what you did
now I bid
Adieu.
--> re: re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less Mine sucked...so I deleted it;(
Jennifer edited this message on 01/17/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less I''m sure it did NOT suck Jennifer and I for one would like to read it!
--> re: re: #7 Picture prompt they say it''s a jungle
out there;
they lie.
it''s a hall ov fame, and mine
is thee only photo
missing.
--> re: re: re: #7 Picture prompt Y''know Robbi, the simplicity of your piece serves well the intense message. I like it.
--> #8 - you choose prompt Choose a part of your body (or someone else''s if you prefer), a place you have never been to and a random object you could pick up right now without moving. Yup. THAT one, right there. Write a short piece that links all three. (This is a task I undertook some long time ago which led to a poem which was published last year. I''ll post the poem once you''ve had time to have a go yourself)
--> re: #8 - you choose prompt high atop my spleen
where the snotty tissues lay
in raucus tribute to the Godliness of me
I cheer Nepal.
This mountain of meness
of meaness
is me on display
You bang the gong
in Monky robes
and proclaim
me good.
Still,
I only see the phlegm
upon the thin whisps of paper
and the firmament in your eyes.
"Come back to me,"
you say,
you know me so well.
"Come back to me,
it''s time to come home.
Nepal can wait til after dinner,"
you lie to me.
again.
--> re: re: #8 - you choose prompt *chuckling* I asked for this, didn''t I? This is just so creative, revolting and surreal that I suspect it to be high art. I vote it POTD immediately and would add it to my favourites if I could.
--> #9 - Pangramatic poem (should this be in the form directory?) My favourite pangram is currently, "Forsaking monastic tradition, twelve jovial friars gave up their vocation for a questionable existence on the flying trapeze". Arguably the most famous is, "The quick brown fox jumps over a lazy dog".
The question is, is it possible to write a piece of poetry which is also pangramatic? (i.e. consists of a single sentence which containins every letter of the alphabet.)
Just dropped by to edit this post. According to THIS PAGE in Japan pangramatic poetry has over 1000 years of history. I havn''t yet actually located any posted online though; Google references have so far led to dead links rather than poems.
Paganini edited this message on 01/24/2006.
--> re: re: re: re: re: re: re: 3 - seven words, seven less the rabblerousingsonofasheepherder
whose smile was less than winsome
vowed to fight like the dickens
to keep the toothsome pack of wolves
who were disguised in mendicant outfits
from sinking their collective teeth deep into that obtuse order who had a calling to be herded.
--> re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt Shivering in the blasting
heat as hand''s they
are not heroes
merely clutchyclaws
rife with daily
tests of durability
hammered into wiseass walls
and clenched in the grip of
an unlucky paratrooper grasping
furtively at each passing cloud.
I''ve never been to heaven
imagine it as the staticky
toss of rice to pan found between
television channels
loud enough to block the noise
of gossipy file clerks
organizing my mind and
empty - a fresh washed glass
echoing the sentiments
that splash as they fill
to rim
But light grows dim as clouds
conspire Sun''s coup de grace
quenching fire and hailing
sweet moon as she enters the room
smelling of perfume, sour milk
and doom. And would that I could
click the light - slow this death
waltz into nigh and spare myself
imminent gloom, relieve myself
with comforting room.
--> re: re: re: re: re: re: Topic #1 Hi,
You''ve reached the mailbox of Steve Johnston. To leave a message press 1. To reach an operator press 2. For more options, press 3.
--> re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt ive never been to heaven is a great line...
iv been pondering this prompt for days; fine tuning still needed and i will try to post it later!
--> # 10 - Cliches Write a poem on a theme that meakes it perfectly reasonable to use as many cliches as possible, and do so. My attempt can be found HERE
Paganini edited this message on 01/29/2006.
--> re: # 10 - Cliches You have no idea how fun that was.
when it rains, it pours
--> re: re: # 10 - Cliches ha ha ha
cliches kisses, in my BBZS folder,
i went for short and sweet!
......
oh right! i got it wrong... nevermind
Starla edited this message on 01/31/2006.
--> re: re: #4 - forbidden words wow Karen, def. celestial.
--> #11 - American X-pression poetry I got this idea from an American Express ad. Take the following categories and make a poem from them, using all of them. My poem called, "Poetry Express" is in my Combining Others'' Ideas folder. This early in the morning, I had trouble with the hyperlink.
Also, not sure why the stuff came out on the side like it did...STEPHAN
?name
childhood ambition
fondest memory
soundtrack
retreat
wildest dream
proudest moment
biggest challenge
alarm clock
perfect day (thanks Pags, it was 3 am when I typed this)
first job
indulgence
last purchase
favorite movie
inspiration
my (your) life
See my poem listed above for an example, but you can do it any way you want. Hey...that''s poetic license, right?
Michelle edited this message on 02/01/2006.
--> re: #11 - American X-pression poetry Ooo-er. So it did! And you''re right: thats a pretty strange hyperlink too.
To clarify - are we supposed to provide our answers to the categories or simply use the phrases? Also (sorry am being a pain) what is ''perevt day''? I managed to suss out the other typos!
Paganini edited this message on 02/01/2006.
--> re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry See my new notes in my original post, Pags...nope, not a pain...just observant.
--> re: re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry But I kind of liked pervert day! Dang.
--> re: re: re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry Well, it was about 3 am when I posted it...so my mind was a bit perverted at that point - can''t believe I made so many typos! arrgggh...
--> re: re: re: re: re: #11 - American X-pression poetry kinda had a go "rainbow reflected"
although i probably got the wrong end of the stick again...
Starla edited this message on 02/03/2006.
--> re: #4 - forbidden words Velvet set behind the trees,
A thousand voyeuristic lights,
And the breeze that awakens our senses.
Cool grass, damp against our skin,
Tiny bumps on your skin
And the sound of trembling, breathe.
I don\222t remember anything
Beyond the endless sensations
And the feeling of being truly alive.
--> # 12 - unusual things It is my contention that inspiration can come from the most unlikely and unpromising sources. Such as "elastic bands and a stapler". Take those words as your title or theme to illuminate the human situation.
--> re: # 12 - unusual things Ask and you shall receive...
Elastic Bands and a Stapler
--> re: # 10 - Cliches Fun. Here is my attempt...
One for the road,
Dog eared,
Fine as frog hair.
A man and his dog,
A classic tale
With something for everyone.
And so it goes,
Every picture tells a story
Man\222s best friend.
Where will it end?
At the end of the rainbow
Or the end of the line.
A dog needs a bone
And a man needs a home
And the simple life
It seems, suits them fine.
-->
re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
Spanish soil, firmly packed
Above the container marked bio hazard
And placed just so.
It was an odd, little ceremony,
More internal that anything,
I had never lost a part of my body before.
I was numb and tingling
As the ghost of my spleen
Seemed to call out from within.
Once the hole was closed,
I left a cross, made of tin foil,
A gum wrapper remnant.
I wonder what else is buried here?
--> # 12A - Date challenge This one was suggested by Steve Johnson-
Pick a date that is important to you and write a piece based on that date and its importance, without using any specifics of the people or things that make it important.
-->
re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
I love San Francisco, but the Serengeti Plain in Africa is the place I''ve longed to see forever.
Bridge to the Serengeti
My eyes see the cars moving
from this window, but as the Golden
Gate Bridge stares at me from
the mug I had tea in earlier\227
I wish for this bridge
to be the start of my journey
from this chair\227
into imagination\222s desire.
Take me from this windy hill
to the flat, harsh Serengeti Plain,
where a sanctuary of creatures
fills time with survival. Let me
see the cheetah at full speed.
Hold steady while Thompson
gazelles spring from danger.
Shade my eyes from pink brilliance
when flamingoes take flight. Unstop
my ears that I may hear the trumpeting
elephants communicate.
And may I be ever so humbled
as the lion roars its majesty,
telling other animals he alone
is king.
Now the tea is cold,
and my mind returns to this chair.
I cross the bridge of sighs
and look out the window again.
-->
re: re: re: re: #8 - you choose prompt
discretionary as scarves must be
Alessandra edited this message on 02/18/2006.
--> re: # 12A - Date challenge Guess I need to kick this off...
October 4, 1998 - NYC
Steve edited this message on 02/20/2006.
--> 13 - Word of the Day (Taken from Google''s Word of the Day:)
Use this word of the day to create a poem exactly 100 words long (in any form you desire). The word of the day can be the title, or used within, but the poem should relect the meaning of the word somehow and the word must appear somewhere.
TODAY''S WORD OF THE DAY:
titivate: to smarten up; to spruce.
Karen edited this message on 02/21/2006.
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day what a funny little word
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day Oh yeah, I do like that word. It''s meaning can be taken so many different ways in a poem...I will pass the ''word'' around..
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Aaagh! The world is about to end! You went and numbered this 13!! I used 12A to avoid this very eventuality!!!
Me? no. Not supersticious in the slightest
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I figured I''d take one for the team.
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day I didn''t even notice the number...It''s okay, we will take the superstition and turn it around....make it lucky 13..
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2/22/06 Word of the Day:
gyrovague (JYE-ro-vayg) noun
A monk who travels from one place to another.
[From French, from Late Latin gyrovagus gyro- (circle) + vagus (wandering).]
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day I didn''t know if we were just posting our poems to our page or what...so I am posting ''Titivate My Heart'' on my page right now....
Rene edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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http://www.poetrydmv.com/poem.php?i_poemid=1140637132
Address to Rene''s Poem
Karen edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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I''m a goof. Still can''t make links work.
Karen edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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Don''t feel bad, I can''t either.
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Weeee! I can
RENE''S POEM IS HERE
Well, it is now.
Paganini edited this message on 02/22/2006.
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Show off! :>)
--> re: 13 - Word of the Day oohhh, how cool, my name is blue!!!
--> re: # 12A - Date challenge Okay, I have given it a try...posting it now....''November 28,1987'' I don''t know how to do the link....
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Okay now Karen, I am having a bit of trouble with this second word!! arggg.
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I am working on it too! I''m going to change the rules with #14.
--> 14 - Word of the day w/new rule Actually, a lack of a rule. Same deal as #13 - create a poem using the word somewhere in the poem, and the poem expressing what the word is about. But it can be of any length.
Today''s word: discommode: To put to inconvenience.
[From French discommoder, from dis- + commode (convenient). Ultimately
from Indo-European root med- (to take appropriate measures) that is
also the source of medicine, modern, modify, modest, and modulate.]
--> re: 14 - Word of the day w/new rule Yay!!!! I had never before written a poem and counted my words before! That distressed my flow a little but, I made it thru. I love this word and thoughts have already started forming in my crazy old brain...
I just posted my answer to ''discommode''..I don''t have one for gyrovague... this one is called ''Pardon Me''
Rene edited this message on 02/23/2006.
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Steve Johnston... This one made me stop in my tracks. Excellent.
Michelle...that is beautiful.
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Rene edited this message on 02/23/2006.
Rene edited this message on 02/23/2006.
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Titivating Gyrovague
I combined both words into one poem because of the image it conjured. I broke my own rule.
Karen edited this message on 02/23/2006.
Karen edited this message on 02/23/2006.
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Nicely done Rene. A great piece.
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Thank you Steve...it brought back many memories. Yours was a great read too!! I enjoyed this challenge.
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Rene''s poem about the WOTD-Discommode:
Pardon Me
Good job Rene''!
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re: 14 - Words of the day for 2/24/06
munificent \\myoo-NIF-i-suhnt\\, adjective: Very liberal in giving or bestowing; very generous; lavish.
obsequy (OB-se-kwee) noun: A funeral rite or ceremony.
Use both words in the poem and/or title, with the poem''s overall theme about the meaning of those two words.
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Oh yes, I love both of these words!! I can feel it coming on already. How do you do that link to the poems??
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Munificent Obsequy
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Obsequy
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A Munificent Tongue
--> #15 - Image prompt HAVE A LOOK AT THIS AND WRITE A POEM PROMPTED BY WHAT YOU SEE
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Write a Haiku using the word of the day in the title or body of poem (3 lines total: 5 syllables first line, 7 syllables second line, 5 syllables last line)
volitant (VOL-i-tuhnt) adjective
1. Flying or capable of flight.
2. Active; moving about rapidly.
[From Latin volitare (to flutter), from volare (to fly). Volatile and volley descended from the same source.]
Karen edited this message on 02/27/2006.
Karen edited this message on 02/27/2006.
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Volitant (haiku)
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Steve,
I love this. Beautiful. Makes me want to take a walk with you in the night, to anywhere. Very nice.
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She Lied
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Screw You Haiku
--> re: #15 - Image prompt Overcome
--> re: 14 - Words of the day for 3/1/06 palisade (pal-uh-SADE) noun
1. A fence of stakes forming a defense.
2. A line of steep cliffs, especially along a river.
3. verb tr.: To fortify with palisades.
[From French palissade, Latin palus (stake). Ultimately from Indo-European
root pag- (to fasten) that is also the source of peace, pacify, pact,
travel, compact, pagan, and peasant.]
Use in a poem any which way you want!
Karen edited this message on 03/01/2006.
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Today''s Heiroglyph
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I wrote Renegade Love Palisade with your word of the day.
can''t figure out what the link is thoughKerowyn edited this message on 03/01/2006.
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Renegade Love Palisade by Kerowyn!
Karen edited this message on 03/01/2006.
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Palisades
--> 14 - Words of the day for 3/4/06 simulacrum: a representation; an insubstantial or vague semblance.
Hee haw, give this one a roll! 10 extra points if it''s a haiku!
--> re: - Words of the day for 3/4/06 A Simulacrum
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Well done, Steve! Well done!
Here''s a fun one. I think it righly calls for the form of a limerick.
mulligrubs (MUL-i-grubz) noun
1. Grumpiness; colic; low spirits.
2. An ill-tempered person.
[From mulliegrums, apparently from megrims (low spirits).]
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Mulligrubs
--> #16 - Word of Day: zeitgeber zeitgeber (TSYT-ge-buhr) noun
An environmental cue, such as light, that helps to regulate the
biological clock in an organism.
[Coined by 1954 by J\374rgen Aschoff (1913-1998), from German Zeit (time)
+ Geber (giver).]
This seemed like a ripe one for the picking. I think it could revolutionize valentine''s day poetry.
P.S. I started a new thread, and thought I would do one for each new word, unless an administrator thinks that''s a bad idea.
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#17 - Word of the Day: gegenschein
gegenschein (GAY-guhn-shyn) noun
A faint oval patch of light directly opposite the sun in the
night sky, caused by reflection of sunlight by dust particles.
Also known as counterglow.
[From German Gegenschein, from gegen (against) + Schein (light).]
Pictures of gegenschein:
http://swisseduc.ch/stromboli/volcano/photoastro/gegenschein-en.html
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#18 - Double Word of the Day: ululate and weltschmerz
Yes, that''s a mouthful, but they seem like they would go well together in a poem...
ululate \\UL-yuh-layt; YOOL-\\, intransitive:
To howl, as a dog or a wolf; to wail; as, ululating jackals.
[Ululate derives from Latin ululare, to howl, to yell,
ultimately of imitative origin. The noun form is ululation;
the adjective form is ululant.]
weltschmerz (VELT-shmerts) noun
World weariness; pessimism, apathy, or sadness felt at the difference between physical reality and the ideal state.
[From German Weltschmerz, from Welt (world) + Schmerz (pain).]
--> re: #16 - Word of Day: zeitgeber Zeitgeber
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I am trying to keep up...
Gegenschein
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A real challenge, let me know what you think...Weltzschmerz of the Wolf
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#19 - W of the D: crapulous
crapulous \\KRAP-yuh-lus\\, adjective:
1. Suffering the effects of, or derived from, or suggestive of
gross intemperance, especially in drinking; as, a crapulous
stomach.
2. Marked by gross intemperance, especially in drinking; as, a
crapulous old [1]reprobate.
Is this not a beautiful word to work with?
(Forms and Paperwork Circle will use this word to create Cinquain.)
Karen edited this message on 03/13/2006.
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headache
Written as a Cinquain.
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#20 - Word of the Day: uxorious
uxorious \\uk-SOR-ee-us; ug-ZOR-\\, adjective:
Excessively fond of or submissive to a wife.
Limerick anyone?
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#21 W of D: megalomania (using the poetic form: Rictameter)
Use the word:
megalomania \\meg-uh-lo-MAY-nee-ah; -nyuh\\, noun:
1. A mania for grandiose or extravagant things or actions.
2. A mental disorder characterized by delusions of grandeur.
in a poem in Rictameter form:
Definition of Rictameter
Karen edited this message on 03/16/2006.
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Such a Deal
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Sorry no limerick, but...Uxorious
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Oh Crapulous!
--> #22 - Story verse Tell a story! Free verse or any way you can!
Steve edited this message on 03/30/2006.
Steve edited this message on 04/02/2006.
--> re: #22 - Story verse Here is my attempt....
Dried Like Rust
--> #23 Ages Choose an age, write a piece using that age as the focus, title or a reference in a line. Any style will do!
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And another...Death Sat in the Corner
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i did one, "search party", but don''t know how much of a story it tells. cool exercize, steve.
--> #24 - Nails in Brain Man uses nail gun to shoot 12 nails in his head, goes to hospital next day with "headache."
Newstory
Karen edited this message on 04/21/2006.
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#25 Word of the Day: harridan
harridan \\HAIR-uh-din\\, noun:
A worn-out strumpet; a vixenish woman; a hag.
Give me any poem, preferrably a limerick...
Karen edited this message on 04/27/2006.
--> ' Not very good but this is my first try at a limerick....
There once was a harridan
Whose name just happened to be sherriden
A vixenish woman was she
which nobody will disagree
try to tell her she''s wrong
You just might be singing a high note song
...I don''t usually write this way. Hope it''s ok.
Ashley edited this message on 05/05/2006.
--> re: Hee hee! I liked it!
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#26 Word of the Day: Virtu
virtu \\vuhr-TOO; vir-\\, noun:
1. love of or taste for fine objects of art.
2. Productions of art (especially fine antiques).
3. Artistic quality.
--> # 27 - image prompt Artist - Jan Hisek
Title - The Sacrifice
Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting
Have at it.
Paul edited this message on 05/22/2006.
--> Here's my attempt! Look Who''s Coming To Dinner
--> Here's my attempt... Virtu
--> Here is what I was looking for... Four
--> At least I tried... Ode to A Harriden
I once knew a harridan wench,
Who looks made the strongest man flinch,
For a smile and some coin
She would let you keep goin\222
Til\222 your spade had hit bottom in her trench.
--> Lame, but trying! Nailed
Hammering into the small of my skull,
Shattering any hope of recovery
As tiny shards of my life invade
The soft recesses of my mind.
I never asked for any of this,
But find myself sitting in a puddle
Trying to put myself back together
With nothing more than a hammer and nails.
A bit too much force in driving the square peg
Into the round hole, but at least it got there.
More than I can say for myself,
Sitting with the claw before my eyes.
Maybe next time, I will just use the screw driver.
--> re: least I tried... Oh, nasty!
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Sorry. Best I could do!..or worst I suppose.
Steve edited this message on 05/24/2006.
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Oh, I love a good nasty, and that was a good one.
--> #26 Smell Use a smell, pleasant, nauseating, fair or foul and use it as the driver for a piece. Any style, any length.
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#28 - Word of the Day: pleonasm
pleonasm \\PLEE-uh-naz-uhm\\, noun:
1. The use of more words than are necessary to express an idea; as, "I saw it with my own eyes."
2. An instance or example of pleonasm.
3. A superfluous word or expression.
Karen edited this message on 05/31/2006.
--> pleonasm isn''t that like an orgasm only more
--> re: onasm actually it''s asking for more orgasms than you''re going to get.
--> ' Something like this perhaps...Shambling Rot
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Interesting challenge, Steve, thanks. Here''s mine.
Star Jasmine
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I like, but was hopin for something with more of a perfume quality...;)
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Maybe I can dump a bottle of Shalimar on you? LOL
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No thanks. Though I have had beer dumped on me a few times...
:)
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Ha! Good one. And here I thought it was describing the orgasm that really wasn''t.
--> !!!!!!!!!!! BRETT NEWS!!! Read my journal!!!
--> #29 Expressions Challenge Write a piece describing a situation/story using only the descriptions of facial expressions. Could be line by line, stanza by stanza or whatever works, but each portion should focus on one expression until the piece is complete.
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My poem IS HERE
--> #30 - Writing prompt website Something a little different here with ideas to keep you going a good while - go to this webpage Which offers 2 different random ideas generators. Ignore the story starter as the link takes you to a search page. Use the poetry generator. When you post your poem, tell us the prompt which triggered the poem.
Paganini edited this message on 07/30/2006.
--> #31 - someone elses' Animal Poem prompt The UK newspaper ''The Guardian'' runs regular articles and workshops on poetry so is worth checking out. Have a look at THIS WORKSHOP for an exercise that could take you a long time, but be well worth while!
Paganini edited this message on 07/30/2006.
--> #32 - poetry by 'numbers' When I was small I liked to do those ''colouring by numbers'' pictures. One day I decided to substitute my own colours instead of those specified for each number. Was this a beginning of creativity or just juvenile rebellion? Who can tell?
This exercise invites you to create a poem by filling the gaps with appropriate words... Have a play. See where it leads you. Edit. See what you end up with and post it here for us to admire!
[preposition] the [Season] [Heavenly body]
When the [adjective] [colour]
[verb]s shimmering
[preposition] [place] nights,
[Name], the [colour] [noun],
[verb]s and [verb]s to [pronoun]
As a [adjective] [noun]
Who [verb]s.
[preposition] the [Season] [flower(s)]
When the [adjective] [colour]
[verb]s in the [time of day]
Of the [adjective] [colour] leaves,
[emotion], with little [noun]s,
[verb]s and [verb]s [pronoun]
With [number] [plural noun],
And [verb]s [pronoun]
Beautiful, [adjective] [noun]s.
ps - kudos to the first person to say what poem this exercise is based upon?
Paganini edited this message on 08/05/2006.
--> ' My (poor) first attempt:
After the harvest moon
when the cool blue
floods shimmering
her garden nights,
Calliope, the silver muse,
sparkles and dances to us
As a fallen star
Who flares.
After the autumn thistles
When the golden russet
flushes in the midday
Of the flaming tawny leaves,
Melancholy with little seeds,
Drifts and overcomes her
With a myriad memories,
And condemns us,
Beautiful, lingering dreamers
--> i can't imagine' Not a wonderful attempt but we''ll remember it''s 2 am. Rather terrible attempt at this excercise i think.
Under the scorching summer sun
When the wind blows the grit and dirt against the shins,
Pavements shimmer in the heat.
Short nights spent alone,
Myself and brown ground, purple sky,
As the world turns but doesn''t quite turn into darkness,
Because the moon is watching.
Squashing the seasonal berries, into the whitest parts of our clothes,
The red and purple stains will not be lifted.
Children screaming in the musty air of the afternoon, as they run through the sprinklers,
Collecting thorns from the dry ground as they go.
Delighted with the cold shock in the hot air.
With hours and hours before darkness falls,
we sit on the deck in the garden and watch the sun go down.
Watch the beautiful sky turn pink, crimson and purple.
--> re: an't imagine' And yet... there is much in here that will (I hope I am right in this!) be the basis for other poems. The first three lines are rather good, as is the image of squashed berries whose staine won''t easily be got out. In fact I reckon I might want to play with that metaphore myself, if I may?
--> # 33 Cubist Poem Write a cubist poem.
Think of the cubists - they would take an object, (say a face,) and deconstruct it and arange the pieces to say something about the original object. One eye might be bigger than the other, and one placed where the mouth belongs The nose might be represented three times from three different angles. The hair might be the same colour as the eyes. And so on.
If you want to read more have a look THIS PAGE
Choose an object and do the same think in words, aiming to catch an emotion or a moment in time.
Paganini edited this message on 08/23/2006.
--> ' below the summer pluto
when the wild purple
shrieks shimmering
through seashore nights,
Persephone, the pale halo,
breathes and writhes to him
as a feral fruit
who ripens.
into the monsoon plum
when the spoiled berry
whispers in the witching hour
of the wild henna leaves,
frenzy, with little pauses,
blisters and bruises them
with nine secrets
and bites their
beautiful, blossoming lips.
and...Carl Sandburg. reading his original does not make one confident of their own
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