Poetry
Poets and Writers magazine tweeted that I should flip through a dictionary and randomly choose ten words. Then write a poem using one word in every other line. Here’s what I came up with. My ten words are in red.
Poets and Writers magazine tweeted that I should flip through a dictionary and randomly choose ten words. Then write a poem using one word in every other line. Here’s what I came up with. My ten words are in red.
Above all the other reasons, I write because the world is both heartbreakingly sad and hearbreakingly joyful, and the only way for me to bear the pain, the only way for me to bear the world’s bright beauty is to catch it up like a giggling baby and to set it down in front of…
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This probably is the farthest removed from a poem that I’ve gone ahead and used so far. It’s something that came to mind when I was writing about my Dad and thinking about the things I didn’t do or say while I had the chance. To me, if you live by the sentiments below, it…
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Cool Poem..and pretty sunset colors. I was never any good at poetry.. but you seem to have the hang of it:)
I’m impressed! It works.
Wow…..that sure sets a mood. Incredible imagery. Nice job!
~Lisa
Wow, you have a way with words. I like it.
Poetry? You ARE into self-torture:-) I had never heard the exercise of taking 10 random words from the dictionary…that is pretty interesting. Poetry is such an enigma to me, I can’t seem to resist the urge to rhyme ~ it might be my OCD nature to have things in some type of structure. So often when I read poetry, I am frustrated by having to decode some secret message hidden in the words. It’s like they deliberately disguise the true essence of the poem, to make it ‘deep’ and meaningful. I think song lyrics are examples of really beautiful poetry…and they rhyme:-) Can you tell I am a frustrated wannabe poet? Kudos to you Maery!
I also relate song lyrics to poetry. One I can’t get out of my head, for some time now, is– “You can judge the whole world by the sparkle that you think it lacks. Yeah, you can stare into the abyss but it’s staring right back.”
Cool exercise.
Very cool exercise! It turned out great. The words kind of direct you and give you a change of pace.
Nicely done! I may introduce this poetry exercise to students for poetry month. I also like the lamp post photo. Great shot!
Wow!!! “Like a yolk spilling out of it’s shell,” girl you do have the knack for poetry.
Loved that sky shot too!!!
God bless and enjoy the day sweeite!
Giveaway…my place! :o)
I love it! I love Poets and Writers excersise tweets…they’re great fun…you really nailed this one. Beautiful : )