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The prompt for today is to write a poem that plays with sound, specifically repeating sounds in words. Right now I'm in the process of moving, so I used that as inspiration for my poem today. Enjoy!
Move the massive mound of my material possessions
taking crates of books and trinkets to the waiting truck
boxes and bags of belongings bounce
as the moving van travels to the vicinity
of my new home.
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The prompt for today was to take inspiration from the Proust Questionnaire which asks questions that reveal truths about you. I decided to run with one question in particular: What is your prized possession? Enjoy!
Freddy
My prized possession has no monetary value
Not my jewelry or fancy clothes
Not my electronics or pretty trinkets
But rather a plush yellow dog
Freddy.
A plush toy given to me before I was born.
A reminder of joy and childhood mirth
A story of where I have been
And a reminder that I will never be alone.
The one thing that has been with me through everything.
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For today the prompt is to take a line from an existing poem and use it to create your own. I have a few poems that I remember from grade school, when I first experienced and fell in love with poetry, and when trying to think of an existing poem to take a line from it was one of those poems that popped into my head. My poem starts with the line from that poem, about how cats sleep anywhere, but I wanted to take it in a silly direction and while the original poem talks about more normal places cats sleep, I mention all the stupid and ridiculous places where cats can be found sleeping. Enjoy!
Cat sleep anywhere
any table any chair.
Under a blanket, on the bed
comfortably on top your head.
In a shoe box on the floor
right in front of the bathroom door.
In your closet with your clothes
hiding somewhere no one knows.
Between the cushions on the couch
in your favourite hoodie pouch.
Halfway up the Christmas tree
somewhere they aren't suppose to be.
To a cat the world's their bed
anywhere they'll lay their head.
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The prompt for today is to write a poem about a superhero. And easy topic for me in that I like superheroes, I'm a big fan of DC, so I thought about my favourites, and decided to write about the Flash. The style for the poem is something that came naturally as I thought about what to write. It has a galloping feel/meter to the poem which fits with the idea of the Flash running super fast everywhere. Enjoy!
The Flash
My name is Flash
I love to dash
'round Central City and the world
So fast I run
it's so much fun
to use my powers to save the day
Run circles I go
punching to and fro
to stop the bad guys in their tracks
Go over here
then over there
a hero's work is never done
My current life
is filled with strife
but I wouldn't change it for anything
Now you can rest
knowing the best
is out there saving you from harm.
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The prompt for today is to write a poem about two things arguing. To random things arguing. While deciding what to write about I was eating a donut from my morning work meeting. And I was reminded of how on the weekend I had both a brownie cake pop, and a regular chocolate cake cake pop, and how there was a comparison of how brownies were better. I thought the idea of an argument between which pastry was better would make for a good poem, and settled on donuts vs brownies as that idea flowed best. Enjoy!
The Brownie and the Donut
The brownie and the donut
are having quite the day
spending hours arguing
who's better in every way.
The brownie says, "I'm chocolaty
and sometimes filled with nuts
so rich and satisfying
much better than donuts."
The donut says, "I'm light and fluffy
with sprinkles and icing
and I come individually
no need for my slicing."
The brownie says, "but chocolate's better
much tastier than your dough
to make me is quite simple too
you don't need to be a pro."
The donut says, "I'm colourful
and many flavors have I
there is so much variety
that people want to try."
So on and on the pastries go
there is no end in sight.
While they are busy arguing
of both I'll take a bite.
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The prompt for today was to focus on colour. Right away my mind jumped to an article I read recently about "why are the curtains blue". Referring to the idea that in books a lot of analysis can be done about the little details and colours that authors put into their stories. Sometimes those colours have meaning, other times the curtains are just blue, but the idea is that you have to ask if those details are important or not, if they have more meaning or not. So I used that as the inspiration for my poem. Enjoy!
The Curtains Were Blue
The curtains were blue
it set the mood as I surveyed the murder scene
the blood red on the floor contrasting
the calm blue of the interior design.
The curtains were blue
and covered with sequences and embroider
in my youth I wanted to be a designer
my sadness of those lost dreams reflected in the blue.
The curtains were blue
once thick and vibrant
now faded and threadbare
in the window of the old motel.
The curtains were blue
the rest of the room all white and clean cut
the statement piece of the room
to draw the eye to the ocean view outside.
The curtains were blue
but they could have been red, or green, or gold
I don't know why they were blue
but I can wonder why they were not another colour.
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For today's prompt, it is to write a poem about a historical event. To be honest I was having an off day, and thought of the discovery of the laws of gravity, and how there was rhyme there and just ran with it. Enjoy!
The discovery
of the theory
of gravity
made history.
Human inquiry
is a slop slippery
to solve the mystery
of our would glittery
to then offer a delivery
of laws to describe our world.
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The prompt for today is to write a poem about something that haunts you, but afterwards change "haunt" to "hunt". I decided to write a triolet because this prompt has a spooky feel to it and the triolet structure always feel spooky and uneasy to me. Yesterday I was talking with someone about imposter syndrome, so I felt it was a good topic for this poem. Enjoy!
I'm an imposter and soon I will fail
hunting by the knowledge that I'm not good enough
my carefully crafted façade is so frail
I'm an imposter and soon I will fail
To keep this going forever will be of no avail
The truth will be exposed and life will be rough
I'm an imposter and soon I will fail
hunted by the knowledge that I'm not good enough.
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The prompt today is to write a poem where the speaker wants to be something or someone else. It was quite natural for me to write about wanting to be a panda, since they are the greatest. lol Enjoy!
In my next life I want to be a panda bear
my life would be simple, I'd live without a care.
Sitting around and eating bamboo
then fall over a nap, that's what pandas do.
Eating, and sleeping, with some running around
my home is whatever place I pick on the ground.
All roly and poly and cuddly too
a panda's life is simple, nothing required to do.
After all the frustration, exhaustion, heartache, and stress
the simple panda life is what I'd like the best.
So if there is such thing as reincarnation
to next be a panda would bring me elation.
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For today's prompt, the idea is to take inspiration from a song. I recently watched the musical episode in Star Trek: Strange New Worlds and I've had Flying Blind stuck in my head, so I decided to run with it. I changed up the words to part of the song to be something more meaningful to me. Enjoy!
Colours Shine
I see all my friends so wonderful
being themselves, so comfortable
They know who they are and also who they want to be.
Let down my defense
and have their flawless confidence.
To finally be a new version of me
the one in my heart!
It might be time to let my colours shine
if only I could unlock my heart to the world
my anxiety
is downing me
keeping me locked within myself
Shining bright! How would that feel?
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