2011 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 2

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/2011-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-2

For today’s prompt, use an epigraph to kickstart your poem. That is, use a quotation. You can use a favorite of your own, or if you’re having trouble thinking of one, I’ve provided a few below. To format an epigraph poem, a poet places the quotation between the title and the body of the poem, while also giving credit to the source of the quotation.

Life Goes On

     "It's Not Fair!"  - J. L. Matison (6 hear old girl)

She has one
  I don't
I want one
  You won't
Why not?
  How come?
I'm broke! 

~ HLM

My PAD poem from day 1

I haven't done a good job at posting lately and send out many apologies.  Finally I am getting around to posting my Day 1 poem for the 2011 Nov. PAD challenge! 

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/2011-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-1

2011 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 1

So here are today’s prompts:

·                     Write a procrastination poem, or as I like to call it a “I’ll get to it tomorrow” poem. Or…

·                     Write a proactive poem, or the old “I’ll get to it today” poem.

I should have called

What I didn't do today
I cannot do tomorrow
Time will never again allow it
What I would have done
now echoes only as heartache
What I should have done
haunts me
My dreams whisper regret
My thoughts fill me with strange distress
I am on trial
with myself
I said I would call
I never did
now I never can

Does heaven take phone calls?

~HLM 11/1/2011

 

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NOVEMBER PAD CHALLENGE

TODAY starts the November Poem A Day Challenge! 

My goal is to stay on top of things this time around.   Today's poem will follow in a later post. 

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/2011-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-rules

Fortune (Poetry Prompt from Sept 14)

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 149 (Sept. 14)

We were instructed to write a fortune cookie poem!

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-149


Fortune

Walking with silent steps
   you go unnoticed. 

~HLM

Poetry Prompt #148 (Sept 7, 2011) 

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-148

We were instructed to write a remix poem.  I chose one of my own ... and am not sure how well I like it.  But, here it is!

REMIX: 

I Don't Need You

You call to me

I hear you, but choose to step away

You now look back at me

But I can see through you

Your eyes are still empty

Completely void

You offer no acceptable human emotion

Your arm extends

You offer your hand

I have awoken

No longer frightened of my dreams

What you offer is nothing I need

I sleep easy

as your demon now haunts you

I woke up

and reconfigured life

Yes, I left you.

That was real

And you realize how empty you are without me.

~HLM

*** *** *** *** *** *** ***

Remixed from:

Empty Fool

I call your name

An echo answers

I look into your eyes

You don’t look back

You stare through me

Do you even see me?

Your vision is empty

I reach out

Your figure fades

Was I dreaming?

Were you ever there?

Your structure is empty.

A nightmare; is that what I am living?

Was your presence only a shadow filled with demon eyes?

Wake me up! 

Wake me up from this nightmare!

No, I am not dreaming.

This was real.

Your soul is simply empty. 

~HLM

Out of this World!!! Another poem.

Latest - and late - poetry prompt. 

#147: Out of this world poem

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-147

Space Bound

I am on a rocket ship made of clay

Molded by illusions

Space bound I journey

Colors fill my eyes

My mind wanders

My heart ponders

Starlit sky

Scraping at my swollen heart

Filled with ice cold emotion

And iridescently lit dreams

Rocket me around the moon

Reach into the darkest depths of my mind.

~HLM

Always late!

I think I am only behind about 10 Poetry Prompts (only!). 

Today I am working on Prompt #146: an "Everything is against you" Poem. 

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-146

Blocked

My pen won't write good words
The paper won't stay in place
I've tried
and I've tried
But I cannot write this poem!

~HLM

My Letter to the Editor

I submitted a letter to the editor and it was in the Sunday, October 9, 2011 edition of the Minot Daily News. Please follow the link to take a look.

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My poem of the day!

Where did all of this come from?

What I should say and what I won’t say mingle.

The words converse and echo

They yell and they scream

Damn words!  The storm brewing in my head… raining down.

I cannot make this stop.

No shelter for my self-induced storm.

This too shall pass?

Doubtful.

Indecent prospect I fear

Wishful thinking

Shameful thinking

Run the wheel down

Make it turn no more!

Infatuated

Curious

Confused as hell!

~ Holly

Poetry Prompt #145 (and I am late as usual)

August 17, 2011
For this week’s prompt, write an escape poem. The poem could about someone or something that is thinking of escape, has escaped, or has lost someone or something that has escaped. And remember: Escape can be a physical thing but also emotional, psychological, etc.

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-145

My VERY late attempt at the escape poetry prompt. August 17, 2011

Eggshells crack as I walk through the house

Tension forces a web around me.

Cutting through all of the bullshit

With a knife is near impossible

Escape reality

Escape today

Return tomorrow anew. 

Converse in time

Lay it on the table

Toss out the meaningless

Trash what remains

Escape

Breathe           

Go forward.

~HLM

New Deadline

I HAVE A NEW DEADLINE!!!!  I will (yes, WILL) complete my ebook by October 10, 2011.  The signficance of this date lies within the fact that it's my wedding Anniversary.

What has taken me so long?  A funeral. A flood. A wedding.  Kids.  Mother-in-law.  Life. 

I am so excited and cannot wait to finish my compilation.  I hope you - if you're out there - enjoy it, too.

For now... I am off. 

Untitled poem

The light shining through the darkness

Cutting through the fog

Reminds me that not all things are cloaked in darkness

The cold – near frigid – air is crisp

As if promising to change

To caress the sunlight and warm my insides

The stillness of the morning

The frost on the ground

A serene moment of clarity

~ HLM

Poetic Form Challenge!!

This looks fun!  I think I will give it a try! ~Holly


Time for another poetic form challenge!
This time around, we’ll write the hay(na)ku. This form was developed by Eileen Tabios and named by Vince Gotera. The rules are simple, which makes the poem fun to write (click here to read the original post).
Here are the rules:

• 3-line poem
• First line has one word
• Second line has two words
• Third line has three words

As in previous challenges, the poet who writes the hay(na)ku that I like best will be featured in a future issue of Writer’s Digest magazine (most likely the January 2012 issue). In fact, I might be able to squeeze a few entries in, since the form is so concise. Poets should paste their poems in the comments below; I will not accept submissions by any other means–or attached to any other posts.
The deadline for the hay(na)ku challenge is August 28, 2011, at 11:59 p.m. (Atlanta, GA time). That means you have roughly three weeks to write three lines. Now get poeming!


http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/wd-poetic-form-challenge-haynaku


I don't know which one of these to use!! 


Static
Stupid radio
I can't focus.

***

ring
RING ring
RING RING Hello?

***

Love
Intimate, formal
I found you.

***

Zipper
You Fell
Look! My underwear!

***

Jealousy
Pointless. Useless.
Let's move on.

***

You
don't know
who I am.

***

Sweet
Sounds echo
I love you.

***

Anxiety
Self induced
take a pill.

***

Whispers
in darkness
are you paranoid?

***

Jezebel
Evil woman!
Just go away!

***

Angled
Slightly left
Is your Mind.

***

Brother
You're gone
I miss you.

***

Memories
like dust
float through freely.

***

Cheetos
little fingers
what a mess!

***

Leaves
touching ground
Fall is here.

***

Brilliant
colorful sky
sun fades away.

***

Downward
you'll fall
I'll catch you.

***

Strings
untie them
let go now.
***

Sun
you set
stars are born

***

Chaos
wicked intentions
life isn't fair.

***

~HLM

Aug. 3 Poetry Prompt

For this week’s prompt, write a normal poem. I know some of you may be thinking that every poem is normal or that there’s no such thing as a normal poem. However, what I’m thinking about is a situation that may seem normal (even if only to the narrator of the poem or a character in the poem) or the longing to return to the normal way of doing something. There are a lot of interesting ways to attack something normal. I’m looking forward to what everyone creates

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-143

Welcome Home Girls

Anticpiation for the return grew greater
as the distance lessened


Is that a train I see?
Is that the train to bring them home?


My heartbeat picked up pace
The car did too


Are you as anxious as I am?
Will they be happy to see us?


The wind picked up
as if to carry us to our destination


We have arrived!
Is that the train I hear?


There they are
Life is now back to normal!

~HLM
8/18/2011

Words

Sometimes scribbling on paper gets my mind to flow and sometimes it doesn't.  Today this popped onto a piece of paper ... I haven't yet decided if it's a finished piece or if I should add to it.  We'll find out.


Visions of my former self
     eyes glazed
heart frozen
     Wandering as if in a trance
had someone placed a spell on me?
     My soul
clawing to get out
     breathe
release the chaos
     Strings to detach
untie them
     let go
my lifeless body immobile
     lightning I summon you
strike me
     regenerate my senses
a storm would be welcome
     it would improve this hell.

~HLM

Poetry Promt Wednesday: Catching up continued...

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/wednesday-poetry-prompts-142

Anyway, for this week’s prompt, write an opposites poem. The opposites could be polar opposites, opposing opinions, or the opposite of whatever is expected. Feel free to play opposite day for the next week.

(From July 27, 2011)

Six Year-Old Girl

"Don't do that!"
   She does it.

"Go to bed!"
   She wants you to read a story.

"Hang up your towel."
   I find it on the floor.

"Stay where I can see you."
   I can't see her. 

"I love you."
   "I love you, too."

~HLM

Another Poetry Prompt Wednesday

"For this week's prompt, write an empty poem. The poem should somehow play off the idea of empty--maybe empty rooms, empty containers, empty threats, etc. Or maybe you could empty the poem of vowels or prepositions. Your call."

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-141

(Poetry Prompt from July 20, 2011)

Empty Fool

I call your name

An echo answers

I look into your eyes

You don’t look back

You stare through me

Do you even see me?

Your vision is empty

I reach out

Your figure fades

Was I dreaming?

Were you ever there?

Your structure is empty.

A nightmare; is that what I am living?

Was your presence only a shadow filled with demon eyes?

Wake me up! 

Wake me up from this nightmare!

No, I am not dreaming.

This was real.

Your soul is simply empty. 

~HLM

Wednesday: Poetry Prompt. Here I go again!

http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/wednesday-poetry-prompts-140
Posted by RobertFor this week's prompt, write a poem about--or, at least, with--a sound. It could be an annoying sound, a scary sound, a happy sound, etc. In fact, the poem could even include several sounds.

(This prompt is from July 13, 2011)


A Storm in the Valley

A flash! 
   Lighting...
A boom!
   Thunder...
The wind howls.
The rain pours.
I think Mother Nature is angry today.

~HLM

Slowly Returning Back to Normal

Slowly, life is turning back to normal.  The flood devastation continues to linger in town, but with the grace of God's hand our house remained dry and we have since moved our belongings back downstairs.  I am once again sleeping in my own bed and not on the floor in the living room!  Jack (our fearless chocolate lab) had no complaints with this however, as he was able to snuggle up with me on the floor. 

A recent trip to South Dakota allowed us to welcome Sammy and Bubba (our precious felines) back into our arms.  Though Bubba made a friend with my bff's cat, Taco, he seems to be enjoying his time back at home.  Sammy has most certainly been awaiting this day for some time and seems very content perched on the back of the couch or curled up next to me in bed.  She no longer looks at Bubba with that "death glare" she was doing while gone. 

In less than 1 month the girls come home.  School will start and they will again see their friends and hopefully remember their manners (something they tend to lose when away from home).  I suppose they won't have as much "fun" being there are rules and all, but at least no one will have to babysit their entire summer vacation away.  Stepping off my soap box for now...

I feel the slow pull of normalcy and welcome it with open arms.  My book continues to be put on hold due to disaster, life and anything else you want to throw in the mix.  I have managed to actually read some good books so I am not at a total loss.

With luck I will have the family room downstairs organized, including the bike and treadmill being set back up after their move due to the flood scare.  My to-do list tonight is incredible, so if I can stay on task all will remain well and my house will be clean from top to bottom and soon - very soon - I will have the chance to get this book out there for all to enjoy!

The 2nd Tuesday

The 2nd Tuesday

The first two hours have passed quickly,
but my eyes grow heavy.
Another restless night dictates my day,
and though I should be awake to listen,
I fall away.

~HLM

Let's Do This!!

I found this while reacquainting myself with Robert Lee Brewer's stuff again and thought I would share. There are a few publishing links I need to further review, but might be good motivation for submissions.


Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - Poetic Asides Round Up: 001

Did you hear? There's been a flood!

Minot, ND.  Flooded.  I live there.  Obviously my writing has been put on hold to move belongings to higher ground and make way for a less than modern way of life.  I washed my hair in a tub (just like you see kitchen busers use at a restaurant) and used the same water to "bathe" myself before driving to work.  It took me 30 minutes to drive .3 miles this morning and a total of an hour to get to work.  A normal trip to work takes roughly 10 minutes; maybe 15 minutes on a bad day.  There is only 1 way for me to get to work and I have to take that same route home ... when everyone else is doing the same thing.  Life will be hectic for a while and honestly, I hate it. 

I would love to work on my ebook right now, but all my material has been shoved in a tote and moved upstairs and I don't know which tote.  Every item that was in our basement is now resting on the main level of our house; the 2 bedrooms are packed from wall to wall as is the dining room and the living room. 

Things could be worse.  Our house could've been flooded.  By the grace of God's dry hand, our house remained safe.  The water rose about half way up our street, but a miracle created an island, maybe more a penisula of our home.  As of today, no water in the basement from moisture in the ground.  I pray it stays that way. 

My 2 cats - my babies - were escorted into Watertown, SD to stay safe and dry.  With the numerous water main breaks (one of the 1st also occurred on our street THURSDAY of last week) there is a boil order in effect and people are being asked not to use water unless in an emergency situation.  Fortunately, a neighbor has given us free access to his outside faucet to fill up a jug so we can - ahem - flush the toilet and attempt to bathe.  With 2 less mouths to water and 8 less feet running around getting on top of EVERTHING there is a slight chance my sanity will return before the water fully recedes.  The total of 14 hours I spent driving actually helped my mental status, too. 

I am back to work and it actually feels magnificent.  I now have something else to occupy my mind and I'll get a paycheck one day. 

Focus

Apparently, I am out of focus.  Maybe better said, I have no POSITIVE thinking left.  Everyone says to focus on "something else" or pour your energy into completing another thing.  I seem to have lost that ability.  So many things of a negative nature have taken place and my head is spinning. 

My main focus continues to be on the negative forces behind "Jezebel" and her lack of consideration for someone else.  My downfall is that I cannot let it go.  I try and try but continue to burn with anger and have no outlet.  Pen and paper, laptop, keyboard... whatever ... are not resulting in positive or creative solutions.  I find myself disappointed in another - younger - person and nothing I can do will solve the issue.  I will cross a line that does not need to be crossed.  My faith is running thin ... my temperature is running high. 

I search for the words.  I search for the answers.  I search for creation of something more positive than my ridiculous rantings.  My lack of control in this particular situation leaves me angry. My focus at work is lacking. 

BLAH!! Just plain BLAH!

Sometimes the best things in life really are free...

Today began a little off tempo as is bound to happen once-in-awhile; however, quickly brought back up to speed with a simple compliment from a co-worker.  It's amazing how much one simple gesture, one simple comment, one simple smile - so many simple things - can raise the curtains on a dreary day. 

"Those who bring sunshine into the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves." James M. Barrie 

With that... I am back to work. 

Life Took Over

The past month or so has been so crazy-busy that I have not had time enough - or sanity enough - to sit down and complete my first compilation of poems.  In reality, I have no good excuse but a recent visit from my mother-in-law and saying good-bye to my step-daughter's for the summer.  Among the stress associated with what I consider betrayal (details I will not go into right now) and flood issues in town I simply haven't had the time or motivation. 

I've begun clearing my mind and feel that "soon" I shall have a published e-book for all to enjoy.  At least I hope someone will enjoy. 

To my faithful fans - if there are any out there - I promise the wait will be worth it. 

Inspiration

I've been thinking about what motivates me to write; you know, the stuff that REALLY motivates... 
I look back over the things I've written and realize that each time I was sad or depressed about something I wrote a whole lot more than when life is good and I am happy.  I tend to write when I am angry... why is this?  Why is it that my "creative juices" are fueled by unhappy moments in life?

Failure

Ok!  Not the best title, but I did fail to meet my goal of completing the PAD challenge.  A lot happened in a small amount of time in my life and I did become distracted.  So, I am not a failure, I just failed to complete and submit the April 2011 PAD challenge poems.  This does not mean that I will not use the prompts and write, I just won't be able to submit them in the contest. 

I still plan on publishing an Ebook and am very close to completing that project; a little editing and final revisions and I should be done.  My new goal is to have this completed by May 15.  My mother-in-law will be arriving on May 17, and with my husband working 12-hour shifts for the 3rd straight week, this may be a challenging task.  I have to make sure the house is picked up and up to par, the kids are taken care of and all the joys of parenting... AND submit an Ebook.  I look forward to this challenge. 

Day 4 PAD

2011 April PAD Challenge: Day 4
Posted by Robert

For today's prompt, pick a type of person and write a poem about him or her. To help set the scene, you may want to title your poem as who the type of person is. For instance, you could write a poem titled "Firefighter," "Cynic," "Optimist," "Teacher," "2-year-old," etc. The list is endless.

 

Liar

You’re a liar
The only people you fool are those you pretend to care about
What will you do with yourself the day they realize you left them behind
The day you chose yourself over them
Your own flesh and blood
To provide selfish necessities for yourself
Selfish! Selfish! Selfish!
You fill your children with lies
And promises you can’t keep
You blame your downfalls on others
Check yourself…
You’re a big girl – acting as a child, yes!
But, you alone made these decisions
You must lie in the bed
In those filthy sheets
Soaking in all that you know is true
You’re a liar and you can’t hide your face
The one you wear outside is corroding
Your true colors shine through
How does it feel as they all walk away?
Selfish! Liar!
They shout
You cry
Keep walking
And don’t look back
Your lies are like demons
They chased you and now consume you
Good-bye!
Good riddance!

 

~HLM

PAD Challenge Day 3 ... A little late, but still poeming away!!

2011 April PAD Challenge: Day 3
Posted by Robert

Today's prompt is to write a poem in which you imagine the world without you. Since my favorite movie (It's a Wonderful Life) plays with this idea, I'm surprised I've never used this prompt before. The world could be a much worse place without you, could be pretty much the same, or I guess, it could even be better. Anyway, it's interesting to contemplate our individual contributions to this planet in ways small and large.

You Without Me

You would walk alone
Desperation and unhappiness would engulf your days
All that was yours would be taken away
Your ability to fight would fade
Your cigarettes would consume you
Your soul would slowly turn as black as the coffee you drink
All things would become meaningless
And you would wander in circles
As if a dog chasing his tail
Or a shadow lost in the desert
Climbing dune after dune
Without me you would be all alone.

(Fear not … I am here to stay)

~HLM

Still playing catch-up ...

My creative juices aren't flowing as well as I want them today (this morning actually...) I skipped to PAD 9  ... just couldn't get the words to work for anything else. I blame it on the late hour and the fact that I am cranky.

2011 April PAD Challenge: Day 9
Posted by Robert

For today's prompt, write a time of day poem.  In fact, make the title of your poem the time of day.  For instance, "5:54 a.m.," 2:23 p.m.," "Midnight," etc.  Then, write your poem.  Of course, different things happen at different times of day.  So have fun with it.

12:15 A.M.

The ever present snoring continues

My frustration builds

What can I do about it?

Go upstairs?

Maybe take a pill?

Neither appease my appetite

They never do

They never will

It’s at this hour when I contemplate everything

What brought me here and do I wish to stay?

Of late … that’s the pressing question:

Do I wish to stay?

I don’t know.

I often wonder if I’d be happier alone

Without the imperfections of others to call my attention

Without their messes to clean up

Without their lack of respect

It’s at this hour when I realize I should be sleeping

Without anger.

~ HLM

Playing catch-up with Robert Lee Brewer's Poetry Challenge

DAY 1

For today's prompt, write a "what got you here" poem. For instance, write a poem about a mode of transportation like your car, bike, horse, etc. Or write a poem about what "got you here" as a human being or writer (like what got you started writing, perhaps). Or write a poem about what brought you to this blog. Or whatever other interpretation you might have.

The Drive Home

The chair I sit in brings comfort

It reclines, swivels and rocks

It comforts me

Both cats purr

One keeping my legs warm

The other my neck

How did I get here? 

A 13 hour drive home

Crammed in a car

With no leg room

Only a dirty sweatshirt to keep me warm

I missed my chair.

~ HLM

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - PoetryChallenge2011

DAY 2

For today's prompt, write a postcard poem. Make it brief and communicate what it is like where you are. Also, make it personal. My poem is on the way, but I am having trouble producing line breaks with my smart phone. In the meantime, get poeming.

Wish you were here

At sunset the pale colors of blue

Mix with a pastel hint of purple

And the softest shade of pink

As they reflect with the branches

Of budding trees

Over the pond at Grandpa Ron’s

I miss you.

~HLM

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - PoetryChallenge2011

Sadness

I have been absent of late.  My sister passed away on April 4 and I took a few days to say good-bye and spend time with family.  Today, is also my late brother's birthday.  I know they are both together in heaven and should rejoice in knowing such. 

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - 2011 April PAD Challenge: Day 1

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - 2011 April PAD Challenge: Day 1 I will be working on this today and hope to have it posted soon!

My Dx & that Poetry Prompt

It's been quite some time, but I have grand excuse!  I finally went to the doctor to find out I had bronchitis and a sinus infection; let's not forget that my blood pressure was 152/110!  Needless to say I was not feeling well, however, I have been taking my antibiotics and some cold meds and feel like a new person! 

I am a little late on Wednesday's poetry prompt, but more than eager. 

For today's prompt, write a sound poem. For this poem, you can write a poem like the poetic form (click here to learn more), or you can just write a poem that incorporates a sound (like an ode to the sonic boom or that happens at a nightclub, etc.). This world is filled with sound, so it shouldn't be hard to come up with an idea.

http://blog.writersdigest.com/poeticasides/2011/03/30/WednesdayPoetryPrompts129.aspx

The Sound of Night

Night has fallen on this house
silence has not.
I hear you snoring. 
It reminds me that you're still here
and that I love you. 

~HLM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
All Around the Office

Clickity-clack
goes the keyboard

Clickity-click
goes the mouse

Tick-tock
goes the time.

All around the office
waiting for 5 o'clock.

~HLM

True Story

My submission for today's Poetry Prompt follows:


True Story
I looked outside the living room window and saw,
creeping out from underneath the snow,
a blade of grass.

So excited for spring I leapt to the door,
but on my way out I fell down the front steps,
right onto my ass.

True story.

~HLM

This Week's Poetry Promp & Other things!

This week's prompt is to write a spring poem:

Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 128

I have been sick for a little over a week now and it sure has taken its toll. I went to bed around 7:30PM last night and woke up at 7:30AM this morning... and I am still beat! I have fallen behind in a lot of things at home, work and on my book and current writings.

The recent blizzard in Minot makes it harder to crawl out of bed, too!

I look forward to getting back into my "normal" routine and hope to bless ya'll with more poetry!

Last Week's Poetry Prompt

Last week's Poetry Prompt was to respond to a poem. Unfortunately, I was unable to complete the task due to being sick but still plan to work on this.


Poetic Asides with Robert Lee Brewer - Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 127

25 - should I do more?!

I have pulled 25 poems from my 1st comp book and placed them in my 1st Volume of My Words Unspoken; my question lies in whether or not I should add more.  I have more pages to peruse, but don't want to overwhelm the reader with too many "1st-time" poems. 

What to do? What to do? 

I shall peruse until the end of my comp. book and see what happens.  I have some editing to take care of anyway, and this will assist in possibly ridding something a little less than perfect.

My goal is to have Vol. 1 completed before the end of March!

A Whole Lot of Nothing!

The weekend was busy and today, my head is not. 
A head-cold is limiting my ability to function and I fear not many words will today, be written.  I have compiled a nice list of writings to place in my ebook and hope this week to edit it.  Things really have come together nicely and I am happy to be motivated. 

I really hope this cold subsides quickly so I can get back into the swing of things!

Poetry Prompt Wednesday

Here I go... giving this a try!  This is my first Poetry Prompt attempt.  Today's prompt is to write a "turn around poem"

http://blog.writersdigest.com/poeticasides/2011/03/09/WednesdayPoetryPrompts126.aspx

Dear Brother

I cannot see your face
and your voice is barely a whisper
what I remember is good
your spirit rises high
     But, I cannot see your face!
     I cannot hear your voice!
You left 
I still cry
Yet, I feel guilty that I do not cry more often
You can now only visit me in my dreams
You are an angel blessed with your wings
     But, I cannot see your face!
     I cannot hear your voice!
Memories and pictures are all I have
and letters from days passed
Dear brother,
     Visit me in my dreams. 
I miss you.
I wish once more to see your face
once more to hear your voice
turn around so I can tell you good-bye.

~ HLM

Progress!

I surpassed my goal for the week in less than 24 hours!!!  I currently have 15 poems added to my work-in-progress ebook. 

COMING SOON:
My Words Unspoken: Vol. 1

Begin Anew

Today I decided to take that step; the one I have been avoiding for what seems like forever!  I will take a chance at getting my words out into the world!  I am slowly compiling a book of poems/writings from the vast amounts I have lying around.  The multitude of composition notebooks I have filled with words and ramblings will be fun to rummage through!

I have hopes that this blog will assist in keeping my motivation level at a high.  I know times will be tough and I will doubt myself, but you only live once and while here might as well attempt to make something others will remember or at least enjoy.

GOAL FOR WEEK #1:
Select and edit at least 5 poems from "book #1" composition notebook. 

Off I go to begin my selection!

Good night!