NaPoWriMo National Poetry Writing Month Day 11 Prompt for Friday April 11, 2014 Posted April 10, 2014April 10, 2014
“A poet’s autobiography is his poetry. Anything else is just a footnote.”
― Yevgeny Yevtushenko
Welcome to Day 11 of the NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month) challenge. One third of the challenge and poetry month is behind us now. If you are just getting started I hope you’ll set a goal to write 20 poems in the next 20 days.
FRIDAY APRIL 11TH Prompt
Prompt: Use 4 or more of these words in a poem: 1. euphonious (pleasing to the ear); 2. mise en abyme (French meez-ahn-ah-beem –placed in an abyss ); 3. prurient –( an unwanted arousal or interest in sex (or violence or?) an itch, craving); 4. anodyne (unlikely to offend or upset anyone); 5. antipodes (diametrically opposite sides of the earth as in Australia to U.S.); 6. fritillaries (butterlies that are usually orange with black spots on the upper sides of the wings and silver spooted on the underside of the hind wing; also Scarlet and White wildflowers in the NorthWest).
Your poem should be a minimum of 4 lines and include at least 4 of these words. Have at it!
Here’s what I wrote for yesterday’s prompt.
April 10 prompt suggested writing an ‘inappropriate poem’ but in a restrained, PG or PG-13 manner.
Poem Starter 1410
By Christopher J. Jarmick
I can blame Satan
for these twisted thoughts that whisper in my head
at utterly inappropriate moments.
Birds at the Strip Club
By Christopher J. Jarmick
About a hundred yards away I spy a ungraceful
chaotic movement of a bird in a flight.
Normally I equate bird flight with grace
But this movement is
A Three Stooges spastic slapstick version of
I realize there are two birds.
Sex or an attempt must be occurring.
It is early Spring.
If it were teenagers,
I’d be in grumpy old man on the porch mode.
Hey… STOP THAT!
But this is nature!
It is supposed to be this way.
There is no passionate desire here
for the procreating fowl
but I imagine a burning, painful need
to DO IT and be done with it
and get on with life.
And suddenly my mind wanders
making a connection out of thin air
that doesn’t really connect at all.
The bird is obligated to procreate
Because body triggers are forcing it to happen.
There is a system, a logic, a purpose here.
And then there are men. . .
who frequent strip clubs
in enough numbers
to make them profitable businesses.
I imagine two crows on a wire
being able to observe and comment
about human males flocking to a strip joint.
“Ridiculous behavior” say Crow number 1.
“Do they really think they will get ‘Lucky’?” says Crow number 2.
“I understand most of the females who entice them aren’t even interested in men and certainly not in having sex with any of the customers. Squawks Crow number 1.
“It’s about money. . .whatever that is.”
And before long more crows arrive, cackling and laughing at the
“That’s another regular, see how he seems a little nervous about someone seeing him
getting out of his car?”
“Probably married,” says Crow 2.
And that sets off another huge burst of laughter.
Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2014
The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’
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