NaPoWriMo Day11 – Prompt for April 11, 2015April 10, 2015
Welcome to Day 11 of NaPoWriMo. It’s Saturday’s prompt so you might have a little extra time today. If you don’t need to catch up, do some extra reading today… from a book or anthology of poetry. I find an hour or so of reading always inspires a few lines worth writing down. You could always spend an hour or so reading poetry and essays about poetry at The Academy of American Poetry aka poets.org (not to be confused with poetry.org).
And while your exposing yourself to poetry… perhaps you’ll stumble upon a few very familiar poems that might be fun to parody.
DAY 11 – NaPoWriMo Prompt for April 11 2015
Parody. Find a well-known poem and copy it’s meter and rhyme (or if it doesn’t rhyme it’s meter, and style). Let us know what poem it is… in case it’s not one that is overly familiar. It’s tricky to do it well enough that the results don’t fall flat, so after you think its done, set it aside for an hour or two and then look at it again and perhaps make a few changes. Yes you can be creative in your choice of Parody material.
Share it… let me know where you post it… if you don’t paste it into the comments here.
NAPOWRIMO PROMPT 9 POEMS
The prompt suggested you write a Threnody (memorial poem).
Threnody for Stan
By Christopher J. Jarmick
The poem you are about to read is true. . .
only the rhymes have been left out to protect the clichés.
This is a NaPoWrimo Prompt Poem.
My name is Chris Jarmick
I’m a writer.
Tuesday April 7th, 3 P.M.
I was working on my blog
when an email appeared
from the New York Times
Stan Freeberg, age 88
just died in Santa Monica
Where should I begin?
His job doing cartoon voices at Warner Brothers?
His 1951 novelty record, John and Marsha?
Like St. George and the Dragonnet
And Little Blue Riding Hood
‘Only the color has been changed
to prevent an investigation”
Capitol Records Parking Lot Swap Meet
Dealers selling old records
and I discover a Stan Freberg 45 record
From the 1950s, a parody of Yellow Rose of Texas.
“Good stuff,” says a man next to me
He was surprised someone barely 17 knew Stan Freberg,
he figured I was probably a fan of his show,
I didn’t recognize him.
‘Barry,’ he said, “I do the
Dr. Demento show, Sunday
Nights on KMET you see.”
‘Did you know he works on TV commercials?
Brought humor to advertising in the 1950s
with ads for Contadina, Chun King, Pitted Prunes
(‘Today the Pits. . . tomorrow the wrinkles.’).
won 21 Clio Awards, named the Grammy awards?.”
I said I had his United States of America record
and added, “ I Saw him on Dick Cavett a few years back.”
Jump ahead to 1987.
I was hoping to produce a short segment on Freberg
with Huel Howser for the KCET PBS 7:30 program.
The idea was to begin the program
showing Freberg polishing his own star
on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and
Huell asking him if he had ever met Freberg.
Freberg would then say, “He’s still alive?
I’d love to meet the great man!”
And then after covering his career,
Huell offers to introduce Freberg to
The star polisher, but Freberg the polisher
says, “I can’t, I’m supposed to meet some
I almost did a segment on Freberg
In 1990 for Hard Copy, but other stories
came first and it never happened.
His wit, bad puns, subversive sense of humor.
and the story of how he lost his radio show
in the 1950s because he didn’t want a Cigarette company
as a sponsor impressed.
Every Christmas I still need to hear
his Green Christmas recording.
Remember: ‘Christmas has two s’s in it,
and they’re both dollar signs.’
Stan, the man, thanks for the laughs, inspiration
‘Mama mia that’s a some spicy meatball’,
mentioning global warming in that 1970s
the PBS Federal Budget Review Special
brought to you by a giant can of worms
and never explaining
just how they put those
eight great tomatoes
in one little bitty can.
The Writers Digest Poem-A-Day Prompt 9 Poems
The prompt was to write a work poem.
I did these two:
Christopher J. Jarmick
How will you
this is not hobby,
not dangerously addictive obsession,
pays for your time?
Who turns you
from word player
to word worker?
Not a Poem About Work
or Take This Prompt and….
By Christopher J. Jarmick
I do not feel like
writing a poem about work.
I am not inspired to write
anything on the subject of work.
I lack any desire to motivate myself
to manufacture needed inspiration
to force myself to write about work.
I will not do it.
You can’t make me.
Hell you aren’t even
If I did it anyway
it would still feel like actual work
and why would I force myself
to do something like that?