NaPoWrimo — including Writing Prompt, Challenge — Day 11 — 2010April 11, 2010
Past the 1/3 mark and into another weekend. Let those creative juices flow. Play, sing loud.. even if you are out of key… you’ve got plenty of company.
And if you like a challenge, need a writing prompt, I’ve come up with one today that you’ll find below. You will find my newest prompt challenges appearing every evening
between 9 and 10 p.m. on the Dash 30 NaPowrimo site (google it).
You also find good challenging prompts from members of the Read-Write
POEM STARTER NaPoWriMo 11, 2010
By Christopher J. Jarmick
Just making sure you are
not missing anything important,
not taking everything around you
for granted because
your over stimulated.
SEPTOLET for April 11, 2010
Whistling for frogs
MY Prompt for Day 11
Prompt for Sunday, April 11th, 2010
Something or someone is missing.
YOU know what it is.
Don’t panic, but write about it. Whether it’s an important someone or something or not, doesn’t matter.
Now without actually telling us exactly what it is… write about it. It can be positive or negative. Do NOT mention what the object is or who the person is in relation to you in the body of the poem.
At the end of the poem you can tell us what it is you have been writing about if you want to… but you don’t have to. Entirely up to you.
By Christopher J. Jarmick
I can hear the sound
in my ears,
see it clearly from the
corner of my eye
how it was held,
the splash or red.
I knew to enjoy it, it was unique,
a kind of found magic; a gift we shared
with each other, those who witnessed it.
Know the . . .
Remember . . .
painful just yet,
unless I just consider
how things flowed for several minutes
everyone quiet, watching
(for a friend named Michael and his trumpet.)
Today’s Read Write Prompt is from member Angie Werren Everyday we make choices. Some are small: English breakfast or Lipton? the highway or back roads? Some are more significant: convertible or mini-van? farmhouse or condo?
Some choices lead us straight into the life we’re living, but for this poem, think about one of the things in your life you didn’t choose. Be concrete. Pick an object — something tangible* — and write your poem directly to it, as if you were writing it a personal letter. Explain why you didn’t choose it. What could things have been like if
you had? Talk about what your life has become without it. See where the
“confession” takes you.
*As an alternative, dig a little deeper and write your poem to a
person you left behind.
Choose a prompt or not… write a poem…
The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or
Poetry is Everything