Sunday, November 30, 2014

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For today’s prompt, write an inevitable poem. The poem that always had to be, or a poem about something that was inevitable. Maybe two people getting together was inevitable, or maybe two people splitting up was inevitable. But there are so many things that seem inevitable with hindsight.

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29

For today’s prompt, write a do it again poem. This could be a poem about taking a mulligan or re-doing a mistake. Or maybe re-doing a magical moment. Or a poem for all those folks who like to ride roller coasters and get right back in line.

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28




Four weeks in and only three days left. Boy, time flies! For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) News,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write the poem. Possible titles include: “Good News,” “Bad News,” “Daily News,” and “Old News.” *****...


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For today’s prompt, write a same poem. I guess it could be the same old poem, but it could be a completely different poem that looks at a person or thing or system that is still the same. Or maybe a poem about how all people are the same. Or take the “same” concept...


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25

For today’s prompt, you have two options:
  1. Write a love poem.
  2. Write an anti-love poem.
ugh. this one again.  why?

nah.  later.


24

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “I’ll Be (blank),” replace the blank with a new word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include: “I’ll Be Back,” “I’ll Be Late for Dinner,” and “I’ll Be a Monkey’s Uncle.”


I'll Be Brief.

I want you.

23 - alone poem

For today’s prompt, write an alone poem. Some people covet “alone time.” Others prefer not to be left alone. Many like a certain balance. But this doesn’t have to just be about people. Maybe a forest wishes to be left alone, or there is a product left alone on a store shelf (how the children’s story “Corduroy” begins).

what all these poems have been about it seems.  ...



Alone Poem

Sometimes it as if there is no such thing
because there is always this person there

It is spectacular how much time
I have spent alone

I still am learning to believe that sounds I make
with this mouth

can be heard
can carry meaning

And I mean that.
I come to you

Out of such remoteness as you would never believe
The sounds I make

are like shells knocking over one another
in the white, tumbling surf - that clack of need or

nothing but
life happening

or like the space between a window and
its ledge - a distance that matters

or like where an animal's breath
becomes more forest

than animal and I
have spent so much time alone

only when you are alone
do you have any chance of knowing me




grossly far behind again -- dang it

won't catch up in time, but will by the end of my vacation.
il faut que ca suffit. ....with a circumflex...