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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 31 ! ! ! NaPoWriMo Wrap Up for Thursday May 1, 2014 Posted April 30, 2014

April 30, 2014

“Poetry is a way of taking life by the throat.”
Robert Frost

“You should always be trying to write a poem you are unable to write, a poem you lack the technique, the language, the courage to achieve. Otherwise you’re merely imitating yourself, going nowhere, because that’s always easiest.”
John Berryman

“Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.”
Wallace Stevens

THAT’S IT! It’s a wrap! NaPoWriMo 2014 is over, done, finished, and completed. Of course, you might now be addicted and formed a habit of writing every day. Good. Please continue to do so. You might wish there were prompts and challenges. . . well there are plenty all over the web.. just look at what other poets and folks have posted in terms of prompts and challenges for 2014 or 2013 or earlier than that. There are plenty of prompts and challenges out there to push and challenge yourself if you need them.

And everything you wrote the last 30 days is ready to revised, edited and re-written and perhaps a few should be submitted to journals or contests or magazines.

I hope you found NaPoWriMo invigorating and inspiring.

The Prompt for Wednesday April 30th something old, something borrowed, something blue suggested you use some lines from a few poems you wrote during the last 30 days and compose some new lines with one line having something blue in it.

Here’s what I wrote for Prompt 30 . . .

Poem Starter 1430
By Christopher J. Jarmick

I’m sure only that ignorance is misery’s co-conspirator
And if I pretend not to notice the sky is falling, it can’t possibly hurt me.

(line borrowed from my translation poem and new line with something blue makes up this Poem Starter)

Rose Harlequin Soul
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Just beneath the mischievous pranks,
is the need for affection.
The trickster amuses the unsuspecting audience
but so little effort is required, boredom sets in.
Despite what the devil convince you is true
My eyes, the sky remain blue
Change is as unstoppable
as the seasons.
Seeds of good are planted
and with any luck we’ll stay together to see them bloom.

(I used lines from the poem I wrote for the Harlequin Prompt, the translation poem, and the movie reference poem for my old and borrowed lines).

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 30 Prompt for Wednesday, April 30, 2014 Posted April 29, 2014

April 29, 2014

“Poetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone.”
Adrienne Rich

Welcome to Day 30 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. We are just about done with National Poetry Month and with NaPoWriMo. So how are you doing with the prompts and challenges? Have you re-discovered poetry or been inspired to write something that you never would have attempted writing before? That’s what I hope happened to you over the last 30 days. And if you write 5 or 10 or 30 poems, than even better… congratulations! Here’s one more suggestion that might help get a poem down on paper.

Below the next prompt/challenge you’ll find what I wrote for Day 29.

THE PROMPT for Wednesday April 30th, 2014

Prompt 30 – Something old, something borrowed, something blue
For our last prompt we’ll use something old, something borrowed and included something blue.

Our poem will be 8 to 12 lines. Every other line (lines 2, 4, 6 and 8 and possibly 10 and 12) will be brand new lines that you write. One of more of these lines will include something blue.
For lines 1, 3, 5, 7, and possibly, 9 and 11 use lines from two to three of the poems you have written in the last 30 days.

Line 1 A line from a poem you wrote during the last 30 days
Line 2 Write something new
Line 3 Another line from a poem you wrote during the last 30 days

Your poem will be 8 or 10 or 12 lines long.
And remember at least one of your new lines will have something blue in it.

And that’s your prompt for the last day of National Poetry Month!

HERE’S WHAT I wrote for prompt 29.

Prompt 29 suggested you write a poem about a home remodel.

THE WISE DO-IT-YOURSELFER POEM
By Christopher J. Jarmick

That Wadsworth Longfellow fella was a do it yourselfer at heart
He wrote: Ah to built, to build! That is the noblest art of all the arts
And dared to say painting and sculpture mere shadows cast outward
The signs I saw made sense to me
How hard could a bath remodel really be?

Fear not timid reader
I may not be handy
But I’ve common sense, don’t you see.
And I’m not a complete fool
No no no

I know a few of the rules:
If it doesn’t fit, you force it . . .
And if it breaks, it obviously needed to be replaced.
When things move and they shouldn’t
Its duct tape time
And if it doesn’t move but it should
Don’t worry about making it rhyme
Get out the WD 40.

And after I assess all the damage I’ve caused
And count the cuts and bruises I created
on the canvas known as my body
I know in my heart
Exactly what I must do
for my art. . .

It does no good to sit and stew
So I pick up the phone
And call a licensed contractor
or two.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here.

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 29 Prompt for Tuesday, April 29, 2014 Posted April 28, 2014

April 28, 2014

“Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger than that love which took its symmetry for granted when it was whole.”
Derek Walcott

Welcome to Day 29 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. The finish line is just ahead….just a couple of poems to go for our 2014 challenge. And if you’ve paid a little more attention to poetry during our month long sharing of prompts and writing —thank you… I know good things will come of it.

Below the next prompt/challenge you’ll find what I wrote for Day 27.

THE PROMPT for Tuesday, April 29th, 2014

Prompt 29 – Write a poem (tragic of comedic in tone) inspired by a Home Remodel .

Write a poem that is about a home remodel. It can be comedic or tragic, wholly fiction or partially from an experience you might have in remodeling a bathroom, kitchen or entire house. You can write it any style and decide if it should rhyme or not as you the muse dictates. Have fun.

Here’s what I wrote for Prompt 28

Prompt 28 suggested you Translate and create a poem from a text or poem in another language that you do not know. (In other words… make up what you want from what you think it might mean).

Strengthen my Soul
By Christopher J. Jarmick

My misery is infinite. I pray
my human heart be freed
from my savage male turmoil.

What course has this journey taken?
Do I know what path I am
or what betrayal lies ahead?

Give me the strength to know
truth, the humility to serve,
the sense to ask for directions.

I’m sure only that ignorance is misery’s co-conspirator
tricking me to stumble
and then be defenseless to temptation.

Open me to my true soul
so it guides me through troubled times
trusts me to have the keys I need

to unlock the mysteries of pure love.

I used the Italian Poem below as the text for my translation.

I do not read or speak Italian at all and have had little contact
with it (mostly from Italian movies) so I could only make guesses
at what any of the words meant which even if I almost figured out what one or two words meant, in context their meanings I suspect were completely different. I suspected it’s subject had something to with the SOUL, but then simply used my impression of what a word might mean here and there to guide the lines of my poem. As I finished, I went back and re-vised and slightly edited what I wrote.

All’anima mia
By Umberto Saba (1883-1957)

Dell’inesausta tua miseria godi.
Tanto ti valga, anima mia, sapere;
sì che il tuo male, null’altro, ti giovi.

O forse avventurato è chi s’inganna?
né a se stesso scoprirsi ha in suo potere,
né mai la sua sentenza lo condanna?

Magnanima sei pure, anima nostra;
ma per quali non tuoi casi t’esalti,
sì che un bacio mentito indi ti prostra.

A me la mia miseria è un chiaro giorno
d’estate, quand’ogni aspetto dagli alti
luoghi discopro in ogni suo contomo.

Nulla m’è occulto; tutto è sì vicino
dove l’occhio o il pensiero mi conduce.
Triste ma sollegiato è il mio cammino;

And about fifteen minutes ago, I put the lines into a google translator which gave me this

My Soul

Dell’inesausta enjoy your misery. worth Especially you, my soul, you know, so that your wrong, nothing else, do you good. ventured Or maybe who is deceived? nor to discover himself has in his power, nor ever his judgment condemns him? Magnanimous you’re also, our soul but for which no cases your t’esalti, so that a kiss then you lied prostrate. To me my misery is a clear day in summer, quand’ogni appearance by high places’ll reveal in every contomo. Nothing is hidden from me; everything is so near the eye or thought leads me. sollegiato Sad but it is my journey, and everything in it, until the shadow is light.

I then found the poem at another website which included an English Translation of the poem that I believe was done by Mike Trowler and is located here. 

Interesting and fun to compare I thought.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here:

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 28 Prompt for Monday April 28, 2014 Posted April 27, 2014

April 27, 2014

“Poetry is an echo asking a shadow to dance.”
Carl Sandburg

Welcome to Day 28 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. We’re on the homestretch with the finish line in sight. You might even want to keep going beyond it! Jump in and write a few poems, it’s not too late.

Below the next prompt/challenge you’ll find what I wrote for Day 27.

THE PROMPT for Monday, April 28th, 2014

Prompt 28 – Translate a Poem from a language you do not know.
Yep an odd prompt for you today. Look at some text in a foreign language that you do not speak and pretend that the text is a poem that you are translating into English. Whatever the text inspires you to write is your poem. Have fun!

Here’s what I wrote for Prompt 27

Prompt 27 suggested you write a poem using several names of cities and towns in a particular state.

I used 65 actual city or town names of Pennsylvania in this poem.

PENNSYLVANIA
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Yoe! There really was a bet involving intercourse
witnessed at the Wolfdale Wormleysburg Woodside Inn
on who the winners of the blue ball game
between the Balltown Hokendauquas and my beloved
Hometown Hydes would be
(televised on the Telescope, Media networks).

We drank our Torpedo
enjoyed our heated slate lick speers (fresh from Turtle Lake)
and watched the climax from our
scalp level section eighty four, Jerome, slippery rock box seats.

Fear Not, and don’t Panic, Irwin Kane, this Kutztown Lanhorne
was not engaging in just any Jim Thorpe, Jonestown,
Leechburg, New Beaver Experiment conjured by the
King of Prussia on the Jersey Shore while playing Uno.
You can just Nanty Glo your Peach Bottom
back to Moscow or better yet Mars if you think
I’ve a Paxtang Perryopolis for anyone but my
Sinking Spring, Shinglehouse wife.

Go Quiggleville your bag of Possum Hollow.
I hired a trainer, bought new spring mount pillows and intend to
be a spry skippack as I defy moon gravity in my Shoemakersville
skyline view spring House and reach paradise.

I realize my bird in hand desire might not be satiated;
For if I were to lose this bet, I must finish the Corner Store
Beverly Hills, California Bath Addition.

Wish me Loyalslockville and Porkey
Honeybrook Jacobus that my Hometown Hydes win.

(All of these town, small city names that I used in the poem really exist and included: Yoe, Wolfdale Wormleysburg Woodside, Intercourse, Blue Ball , Balltown Hokendauqua , Hometown, Hyde, Telescope, Torpedo, Slate Lick, Speers, Climax, Scalp Level , Eighty Four, Slippery Rock, Media, Jerome, Turtle Lake, Fear Not, Panic, Irwin, Kane , Kutztown, Lanhorne, Jim Thorpe, Jonestown, Leechburg, New Beaver Experiment , King of Prussia, Jersey Shore,Uno, Nanty Glo, Peach Bottom, Moscow, Mars , Paxtang, Perryopolis,Sinking Spring, Shinglehouse , Quiggleville Possum Hollow, Trainer, Spry, Skippack,Moon, Spring Mount, Pillows , Gravity, Shoemakersville, Skyline View, Spring House, Paradise, Bird in Hand, Desire, Corner Store,Beverly Hills, California Bath Addition, Loyalslockville, Porkey, Honeybrook, Jacobus ).

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here:

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make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 27 Prompt for Sunday April 27, 2014 Posted April 26, 2014

April 26, 2014

“Wherever I am, the world comes after me.
It offers me its busyness. It does not believe
that I do not want it. Now I understand
why the old poets of China went so far and high
into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.”
― Mary Oliver

Welcome to Day 27 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. I hope you’ve broken through any writing blocks and continue to write a poem each and every day. I hope at times you wrote quickly, letting the process take over and experimenting with styles and tones you never tried before. Anyway… came up with an odd prompt/challenge for you. Hope you decide to give it a try and you let me know where I can read your creation. ENJOY.

Just below today’s prompt is where you’ll find what I wrote for Day 26.

THE PROMPT for Sunday, April 27th, 2014

PROMPT 27 – Choose a State. Look up the names of several of its cities and towns. Include several of them in a poem, but don’t use the names of these cities and towns as places… use them instead in other ways (Example: Her eyes were deep New York, and her Schenectady hips swayed to beat of the Albany music. ). Got the idea? See what you come up with. Title the poem with the name of the State you use.

Here’s what I wrote for Prompt 26 which suggested you run with the idea of writing an opposite or oppositional poem.

Poem Starter 1426
by Christopher J. Jarmick

Do bi-polar opposites attract?
Or is that oxymoronic?

Not a Poem about Art
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Does authenticity, truth;
PURE ART
Really elude ALL commercial sensabilities?
An arm and a leg
perhaps an ear
for art
sold to no one
but a concept
in the moment

like this

that contains fleeting thoughts
toward making it understood
leaves open commercial possibility
and heartfelt truth
containing tinge of sentimentality
means it fails the test of purity
and is infected with fatal disease.

Uncompromising ART is stripped
of all commercial sensibility
carries no agenda
can’t communicate
simply represents ego
all humanity buried.

I’ve got it all wrong
or maybe, since only rarely
does poetry sell.
I’ve got it almost right.
Anyone famous for 15 minutes
is a sell-out fraud. . .
Sorry Andy,
you had it wrong
too.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here.

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 26 Prompt for Saturday April 26, 2014 Posted April 25, 2014

April 25, 2014

This poetry. I never know what I’m going to say.”
― Rumi

Welcome to Day 26 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. Sometimes. . . a challenge or even a NaPoWriMo prompt puts pressure and adds stress to my day. Yes, even though I’m creating these prompts and challenges for myself and others who want to take them on. . . I sometimes just want to rebel and do something completely different and irresponsible. It’s immature and childish behavior of course….and I apply some discipline and overcome this feeling….but… I acknowledge it exists in me and I know it exists in others. Some resent the idea of forcing themselves to write to any prompt or even look down their noses at the ‘game’ of it. I understand this. I feel it a bit myself. In fact, it has in a way become today’s prompt. So roll up those sleeves once more and dig in. ENJOY

THE PROMPT for Saturday April 26th, 2014

Below the prompt meant for tomorrow you’ll find what I came up for the April 25th Prompt.

Now for today’s prompt.

PROMPT 26 – Write an opposite or oppositional poem.

 
I’m going to be purposefully vague about the challenge. The idea of opposites could be applied in several ways towards inspiring the writing of a poem. It might mean writing something that somehow hides its intent by appearing to be opposite of what is actually meant… like a child upset saying: I Hate You to a parent when the opposite is meant. It could mean you write about opposite or opposing things. It could mean. . . well many things. You decide how you approach and write this poem. And it can be in any form or style you want.

Prompt 25 suggested that you Write a Cento or a collage poem that consists of lines and phrases borrowed from other poets.

Here’s the two I wrote:

Cento Museum
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Headed home, hitchhiking
from your museum of stones
collected from roadside, culvert and viaduct
the heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
This is all as ordinary as consciousness
The mind grabs and the shut eye sees
a ghost logger wanders a shadow.
Two days without food a truck rolls past

How I love to look at Old Warhols
the Genius of that cheek, lucid souvenir of the past.
Marilyn, Jackie, Campbell,
The man bent over his guitar
behind his loving smile — a slight wind
regardless of velvet, could never be more.
Blurred lines and grey flecks
the children on the lawn.
through throats where many rivers meet, the curlews cry
my heart wept custard.
I have to peel you off me.
I have to peel you off me.

All of the words of this poem are from phrases and lines of other poems: Carolyn Forche (Museum of Stones) ,Dylan Thomas (And Death Shall Have No Dominion; In the White Giant’s Thigh), Michael McClure (Field 11, Old Warhols, Christmas Morning in Samburu) Gary Snyder (Logging, Hunting, Maudgalyana saw hell), Wallace Stevens (The Worms at Heaven’s Gate, Mozart, 1935, The Man with the Blue Guitar, Mrs. Alfred Uruguay), Margaret Atwood (This is a Photograph of Me, The Circle Game, A Foundling, Power Politics)

Last Desperate Seconds (A Cento)
By Christopher J. Jarmick

She slips a pistol into her briefcase
Her soft voice denied any involvement
“It’s simply hopeless, isn’t it?”
I would like to die as I was born;
moon in the trees, the sound of rain on the roof.

The flies know
the mortgage on his soul was down to a dollar.
He studied the burial ground of images.
Lightning had to strike.
Somehow the earth remembers.

This Cento was created entirely from the phrases and lines of the following poets and poems: Jonathan Aaron (The End of Out of the Past), Beth Anderson (A Locked Room), Nin Andrews (Dedicated to the One I Love), Wendell Barry (Some Further Words), Billy Collins (Litany), Stephen Dunn (Open Door Blues), Stuart Dybek (Journal), Charles Port (The Vagrant Hours) James Galvin (Ponderosa) and Susan Dickman (Skin)

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here.

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make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 25 Prompt for Friday April 25, 2014 Posted April 24, 2014

April 24, 2014

“A little learning is a dangerous thing.
Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring;
There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain,
and drinking largely sobers us again.”
Alexander Pope, An Essay on Criticism

Welcome to Day 25 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. 24 down… 6 to go fellow NaPoWriMers. Thanks for reading, participating, observing, commenting, linking and caring about poetry and NaPoWriMo. Roll up those sleeves and write a poem a day for the next 6 days! ENJOY!

Now for Friday’s April 25th, 2014 NaPoWriMo prompt

PROMPT 25 – Write a Cento

Cento is a Poetry form.

The word Cento is from a latin word meaning ‘patchwork’ and the form asks you to create a collage from lines and phrases written by other poets.

I’ve used Poets.Org the website of the Academy of American Poets to explain this form.

“Though poets often borrow lines from other writers and mix them in with their own, a true cento is composed entirely of lines from other sources. Early examples can be found in the work of Homer and Virgil.”

Modern Centos often create witty irony, humor, absurdity or profound meaning from juxtaposing image and idea from lines, phrases and words borrowed from several poems and poets. Some Cento Poems create a poem full of various voices that capture a place and time or a specific group of poets that were contemporaries and friends of each other. It is not necessary that YOU have to do this, but you might want to. Do not add more than a couple of connecting words (if you absolutely need to do this at all) to create your Cento. List the poets and poems you use at the end of your poem. Have FUN putting together your Cento!

Here’s what I wrote for Prompt 24

Prompt 24 suggested that you write a whimsical clerihew

Or maybe even two.
In case you were wondering what I would do
I wrote a few
To be exact, four clerihew
Now I’ll post them all for you.

Not Quite an Oscar Winning Clerihew
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Handsome, rich actor Ben Affleck
Was, truth be told, a bit of a wreck
He felt as if he had been stabbed with a sword
when he wasn’t nominated for an Argo director’s Oscar Award.

A Presidential Clerihew
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Now a lot of people thought this guy named Barack Obama
Had about as much chance of being President as a Llama
He was called names, hated by the racist Klan
Yet followed through on his slogan; Yes, We Can

A Clerihew HOWL
By Christopher J. Jarmick

The famous Alan Ginsberg poem HOWL
was more angry loud shout than quiet growl
Sensation was caused; quite impolite and unclean
And soon it was on trial for being obscene

A Magic Carpet Clerihew
By Christopher J. Jarmick

For years I’ve been a fan of Steppenwolf-founder John Kay
Which is why perhaps I’ve just got to say
It’s really quite the embarrassing shame
Born to Be Wild maker’s not yet in the Rock –N-Roll Hall of Fame.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here.

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 24 Prompt for Thursday April 24, 2014 Posted April 23, 2014

April 23, 2014

“I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn’t,
So I jumped in and sank.”
― Langston Hughes

Welcome to Day 24 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. We’re making the final turn and about to be on that homestretch. Mostly it’s been fun concocting challenges and prompts for you and myself and a few of my writes will likely wind up being above average poems! I pushed myself a little bit and wrote some things I would not otherwise have attempted. ENJOY!

Now for Thursday, April 24th , 2014 prompt

Prompt 24 : Write a clerihew.

What?

The clerihew is a little tricky but a really fun poetry form to try to write (you’ll see why in a moment). It’s a whimsical form (usually short) using forced rhymes that was invented by Edmund Clerihew Bentley and popularized in several poetry collections he published. One of his best known from 1905 is this one:

Sir Christopher Wren
Said, “I am going to dine with some men.
If anyone calls
Say I am designing St. Paul’s.

Here are the rules in writing a clerihew:

Rhyme scheme is AA BB (and continued in that pattern CC, DD, etc. until you are done.). Note: The end of the first line, rhymes with the end of the second line (A A) . The next couplet (two lines) should not rhyme with the first two lines. In the above example line three ends with calls and line four ends with Paul’s creating B B. If you continue beyond that you can create a new rhyme C C or do another A A rhyme and your next couplet could be DD or BB. You get the idea I hope regarding the rhyme.

Rule 2: The first line is the name of the poem’s subject, and it is usually a famous well known person. It is best to end the first line with that person’s name and then be creative in how you rhyme something to it (it can be very silly and forced).

Rule 3: It is often four lines long (but can be longer) and the lines vary length and meter for comical, whimsical effect.

Have fun writing one or two of these.

Here is what I wrote for Prompt 23

The quote I used today (above) popped out at me, since it fits in so well with what I wrote for Prompt 23. It’s coincidence since my write was done BEFORE I saw and picked this quote from my collection. It must have been in my subconscious.

Prompt 23 suggested you write two or more Poem Starters from the following suggested 10 words: Basin, departed, weary, dance, journey, pocket, river, corner, children, guitar.

I did a two part Poem Starter , each one using all 10 words that sort of tell a story. I did a couple of others that use 5 or 6 of the words in each.

Poem Starter 1423 (Part 1)
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Weary from the children,the dance;
he departed taking his guitar from the corner
to embark on a slow journey
but first stop was the river basin, to empty his
pockets and write a song about
having more than he could carry.

Poem Starter 1423.5
By Christopher J. Jarmick
Using: Basin, departed,, river, corner, and guitar

In the corner of the Basin Nightclub
was a guitar, a since departed Bluesman swore
was given to him by Robert Johnson
on the shores of Mississippi river.

Poem Starter 1423.75
By Christopher J. Jarmick
Using: departed, weary, dance, corner, children, guitar

When the weary dancers departed, the children
followed the guitar player who somehow completely
vanished around the corner.

Poem Starter 1423 (Part 2)
By Christopher J. Jarmick

At the bottom of the basin they found
the departed Hobo’s guitar realizing he was Westbound.
The children gathered every October in Croft Corner
to watch him dance and play
which he did no matter
how weary, hungry or empty
his pockets were.

*Westbound is Hobo lingo for dead

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my
3 Part Series here.

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 23 Prompt for Wednesday April 23, 2014 Posted April 22, 2014

April 22, 2014

“I do not know which to prefer,
The beauty of inflections
Or the beauty of innuendos
The blackbird whistling
Or just after.”
Wallace Stevens

Welcome to Day 23 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. Well we’ve one week to go! Again congratulations for participating in NaPoWriMo. If you’ve been observing, thank you for that if the muse allows feel personally invited to write a poem a day for the next 7 days. It’s invigorating and though the work is usually rough first draft, I know several new fully developed poems will grow from my efforts this month. ENJOY!

Now for today’s prompt

Prompt 23 Write two or more Poem Starters from the following suggested 10 words:

Basin, departed, weary, dance, journey, pocket, river, corner, children, guitar

Use 3 to 4 of these words per Poem Starter. 4 to 6 lines is best. Title your work Poem Starter (and then a number like 100…for instance).

My Poem Starters are a very loose form of poetry. 2 to 8 lines (usually less than 40 characters per line) and they embrace the idea of the one-liner or punch line and can be about anything you want, but should feel like a thought or idea that is compact and might lead to a longer poem (though they are complete as they are). They also embrace the idea that rules were made to be broken, so these ‘rules’ should be considered suggestions. (I follow the rules a little more carefully in recent times, but certainly didn’t as I developed it starting back in 2003) You don’t have to create a meter or rhyme unless you want to.

I published a book of them in 2010 (that you’ll find at Amazon or better yet Lulu.com since I actually make 3 or 4 dollars per book sold from there). Ignition: Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements and Double Dog Dares by Christopher J. Jarmick is what it’s called.

The Titles should be Poem Starter and a number. . . the number might have a meaning of some sort that has a relationship to the poem, though it can be personal and obtuse (and you don’t have to explain if there is any relationship to the number). I’ve written many Poem Starters where the number links to the content in some ways and I’ve written many where the date it was written is represented in the number and in many cases the number means absolutely nothing at all. Have fun with it.

Yesterday’s PROMPT 22 suggested you write a poem/lyrics inspired by a piece of instrumental music (any style).

I wrote lyrics to a beautiful instrumental by Claude Bourbon called Up in the Attic that’s on his The Travelling Man CD from Frog Records 2008.

To The One I Let Run Free (Up in the Attic)
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Long ago
in my youth
there’s a girl
French accent
didn’t know her name

summer time
missed my train
saw brown hair
violet eyes
what was she doing there

This must be fate
her train was late
soon she didn’t care

I made her laugh
she needed that
we made some plans

we left the trains
walked down crowded streets
Then she told me
I won’t deceive
There’s a man I love
But one I can’t believe.

Walk with me on these city streets
As if we didn’t care
Walk with me on these city streets
As if we did not care
As if we were a pair

Meant to be
You and me

Newborn passion not a lie
Would it… never, never die

Now kiss me deep, and make a boast I need to hear you
Say I’m the lover you’ll miss most
Then let me go back home

I see her face
I feel her hand,
but I’m not sad
I kissed her lips
Didn’t know her name
But hear her laugh
I still can hear her laugh

To the one, I let run free.

Note: I met and performed with Claude Bourbon 2 years ago at a Words and Music House Concert in Vaughn, Washington. I did poetry, he did music and as an encore he played some music as I talk-sang some poetry in an improvisational style. We talked about possibly writing a few songs together. He lives in Portsmouth on the South Coast of England, and is originally from Payerne, Switzerland. I knew we would be performing together on May 24th, of 2014 in Vaughn Washington and have been thinking about writing a song to the Up in the Attic music. I worked on this about 4 hours, and told Claude I would be doing this….which he is looking forward to. it’s likely we’ll do the song as a duet at the House concert in May (with probably about 15 minutes rehearsal before-hand). The NaPoWriMo prompt enforced a tough deadline to keep and I’m fairly satisfied with the result… looking forward to its next incarnation!

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here:

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
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NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 22 Prompt for Tuesday April 22, 2014 Posted April 21, 2014

April 21, 2014

“Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry.”
W.B. Yeats

Welcome to Day 22 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. There’s just 8 more to go!!! As usual let me congratulate you for your efforts, encourage you to keep going and if you are able do your very best to write a poem each and every day until we are done.

Now for today’s prompt.

Tuesday April 22nd Prompt

PROMPT 22 Write a Poem (or Lyrics) inspired by a piece of instrumental music (any style).

Write some song lyrics to a piece of instrumental music that does not have any lyrics. OR. . . since this is difficult to do in a limited amount of time; write a poem that is inspired by an instrumental piece of music (any genre including rock, electronic, jazz, classical, country etc.). Tell us what the song or inspiration was.

Yesterday’s prompt 21 suggested that you write a Parody of a well-known rhyming poem. I wrote these.

NURSERY RHYMES RE-WRITTEN FOR OUR TIMES
By Christopher J. Jarmick

1 . Dexter Texter

Dexter Texter driving his Nash
Dexter Texter had a big crash
All the policemen and all the good doctors
Couldn’t put Dexter together again.

1. (Not Hickory, Dickery Dock)

Blue Cross, Kaiser doc,
Your patient care’s on the clock
The clock struck one
And now your done
Blue Cross, Kaiser doc.

2. Hush Now Senator (Not Hush Little Baby- Mockingbird)

Hush, now Senator don’t pass that bill,
and we’ll by flying you
to a fancy resort

And if that resort won’t do
we’re going to buy you
good TV coverage too.

And if that coverage turns sour
we’re going to buy you
exra influence and power

And if that power doesn’t float
we’re gonna buy you
an extra vote

And if that vote should abstain
we’re gonna buy you
jobs back home to ease the pain.

And if those jobs unionize
we’re gonna buy you
a judge and strategize.

And if that judge won’t play ball
we’re gonna buy you his impeachment
but that’s not all.

Hush now Senator, just sit on your hands
And we’ll soon buy your election
as leader of these lands.

NAPOWRIMO (With apologies to Dr. Seuss)
By Christopher J. Jarmick

I am Chris
Chris, you know

That Chris, you know
That Chris, you know
I do not like
that Chris, you know.

Do you like NaPoWriMo?

I do not like it , please just go
I’d rather watch my T.V. show.

You could write one in your chair
Rhyme one with a word like hair

I won’t write one here or there
I won’t write one, I don’t care
I much prefer to sit and stare.
I do not NaPoWriMo.
I do not like it, Chris, just go

Let me show you
It’s such fun
Let me show you
‘fore I run.

I do not like them
It’s not fun
I do not like them
Go and run

Would you? Could you?
on a dare?
Write one, Write one,
And then share..

I would not, could not,
on a dare.
Will not write one
Will not share

You would love it
Can’t you see
You would love it
Believe me.
Would you write one
In a car?
Would you write one
‘bout a star?

Not in a car,
‘bout a star
Not on a dare
I will not share
I won’t write one here or there
I much prefer to sit and stare.
I do not NaPoWriMo.
I do not like it, Chris, just go

Try it! Try It
Don’t say no
Try it! Try It!
Then I’ll go!

Say!
This really ain’t so bad
Say!
I don’t feel as sad!
I could write one here or there
Even as I sit and stare.
I could do this in a car
Even one’ bout a star
I’ll write one a dare
about my thinning hair
And yes I’ll even share

I do so like NaPoWriMo
Thank you! Thank you,
Chris, I know.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014

Keep writing!!!

Read more about National Poetry Month 2014 and NaPoWrimo in my 3 Part Series here:
http://www.bubblews.com/news/2809602-april-is-national-poetry-month-and-napowrimo-part-1-of-3

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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