April 1
1. Grab the closest book. Go to page 29. Write down 10 words that catch your eye. Use 7 of the 10 words in a poem. For extra credit, have 4 appear at the end of a line.
POST! NAME YOUR BOOK and POST YOUR POEM.
1. Grab the closest book. Go to page 29. Write down 10 words that catch your eye. Use 7 of the 10 words in a poem. For extra credit, have 4 appear at the end of a line.
POST! NAME YOUR BOOK and POST YOUR POEM.
Here's the link to website of the poet who made the prompts,
ReplyDeletehttp://www.agodon.com/index.html
Novel: The Watch That Ends The Night
ReplyDeleteAt midnight when the moon shines we go and ice skate
on the river.
The only watchers are the stars
but at times we create a union
And they too, sit on the tide
Warped together for warmth-
as we fly through the air and
Create art with our bodies.
And when the sun begins to rise,
we retreat back to our homes,
waiting impatiently for the next night to begin.
Novel: We Are the Ants
ReplyDeleteThe Vigil
There isn't enough space under the roof
and open walls pull in weather.
People huddle around the glowing center.
Others clinging to the perimeter
heads ducked under umbrellas.
This flame and rain is too clique to be real;
each second brings its own eternity.
Red and blue lights bounce off windows and puddles
but there are no sirens.
Colors on their faces,
hands holding the candles.
Some stare off into the sky
maybe watching a distant balloon,
or possibly just trying to remember why they're here.
This will only be a memory tomorrow for them.
A thing of the past in mere hours,
but around them,
grief pulls and chips away.
The mumbles of those seeking answers for God
and the splatter of the rain.
She avoids explaining to her sister
what brings someone to place a gun to their head.
Instead she'll hold her sister
when she realizes on her own.
Novel: Peter Pan
ReplyDeleteNight-lights illuminate the pitch black room
burning for three children
keeping them awake.
A thousand times brighter than any night light
buzzing around the nursery
a single fairy.
Tinker Bell.
Exquisitely gowned
donning a leaf.
Book: Beauty and the Beast
ReplyDeleteA Simple Dream
I lay down in the grass, not thinking,
just dreaming. I imagined a crowd
surrounding the place where I would be presented.
I didn't think that anyone would be interested,
because I am a writer, so I would just be reading to them my work.
Not everyone might think that it is good enough, but in my world,
it is a masterpiece. I hear the voice of many in the crowd.
Some speak of my beauty. Others speak of my intelligence.
Others speak of the future that awaits me. I just don't know
which voices should I hear. A simple dream.
I just didn't think that it will ever come true.
Everyone in town whispers to one another,
when they see me walking in town.
"That's the girl that I saw reading."
Many young girls inspired by me,
wished to be in my shoes.
They tell me that they dream to be like me,
but do they even know about my dream.
Picture this--
Novel: The Sorrow of War by Bao Ninh
ReplyDeleteTo Get Better Even When Everyone is Gone
The day of Uncle’s “good bye”,
my mother held her tears
tight in her throat.
I could only watch as she snipped her hair
and watch her pass
through her days of mourning.
It was two years before it grew back.
Long,
mournful she lay.
On her bed,
a make shift couch
in grandmother’s living room.
She sees a specter in her tears,
letting them fall
after the body had already left.
“Good bye” he said,
standing in the kitchen,
smoking a cigarette
like he always had; like there was nothing off
about seeing your brother
like nothing happened,
like you didn’t see him burn to ashes.
A call to farewell,
is what my mother responded back.
And then—a
drop into a slumber.
Novel: Little Women
ReplyDeleteCold is the March
The March of the men and the women the people
Who look for the start
The start of the line where they part
The March is cold
But people on people with borrowed scarfs and hoodies they hold
the people they March tearing through streets
Knowing where is it they part
Eyes, eyes of the people
Presently staring right into your heart