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Day 7 #introtopoetry

tea collage 2

Today’s poetic form is the strangest we’ve been challenged with. I think it needs a little explanation in case you thought I had gone a little crazy or was trying to be deliberately cryptic.  A found poem is derived from collected words eg from newspaper articles, books, social media, book spines or twitter feeds. There is actually an app that will write you a poem from words collected from your twitter feed poetweet but alas I didn’t have enough for it to trawl through.

The prompt for this week was flavour. So I asked myself; what is the flavour that is most important to me ? – that would be tea. I decided to use a book on my shelf titled , Tea – the drink that changed the world by Laura C. Martin, as the source of my found words. Also I am a little superstitious (in a good way)  around the number eleven. I turned to a page with the number 11 on it (this one was 211) and chose every eleventh word. If I struck a conjunction or pronoun or other small word I would go to the next verb, adjective or noun. I ended up with an assortment of words which I rearranged into… well, another assortment of words. The title is from my word list as well.

Prompt: Flavour

Form: Found poem

 

A Little Tea-tasting

Undesirable leaves.

Smoky, burning

Drying, withered.

Sweet, improper chamomile.

Desirable teas

Steamed, wispy

Earthy, smooth touch

Smell, flavours linger.

 

tea book
This lovely book was the source of my ‘found’ words

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Day 6 #introtopoetry

Prompt:  Screens

Device :  Enjambment  (don’t know what this is? – I didn’t either. It means splitting a sentence or clause over line-break with no end punctuation eg comma.)

2D life

Tablet threatens

To touch your nose.

Blind

To dewdrops on the rose.

Ears plugged,

Phone pinging.screen burst poem

Deaf

To magpie’s dawn singing.

2D monsters swim

Before your eyes.

Miss

Lightning crack stormy skies.

Hit like. 800 friends you

Do not know.

Forget

How conversations flow.

Eat with family,

Head bent.

Never

Ask how their day went.

Feeling lost and blue,

Screen friends

Can’t

Hug you.

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Day 5 #introtopoetry

Woo hoo! I made it half way. And a fun way to reach the middle mark is with a limerick challenge – here’s my two efforts.

Prompt: Imperfect

Form: Limerickleprechaun

 

It’s hard to find the right line

To fit with the beat and the rhyme.

I gave it a shot,

But Yeats it is not.

I’ll try a bit harder next time.

 

Next time….

 

There was a young man named Steven,

Who had some trouble believin’.

When they called, “Fire, Fire”

He replied, “Liar, Liar”

And now his young wife is a-grievin’.

 

 

 

 

 

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Day 4 #introtopoetry

Path to sea

Prompt:  Journey

Device:  Simile

At Journey’s End

Like an undemanding lover

Patiently you wait for my return.

Although I’ve laid with others,

You forgive –

my fickle ways.

I know your lumps and dips

And unfashionable,

Squishy bits

And the way the seabreeze

Caresses me

When I lie in your embrace.

Oh, those that I’ve endured,

The low and barely stable,

The smelly and the squeaky

And the just too-perfect,

Crisply starched.

Curse, the ocean-going ones,

All sickening and rocky.

The hard hip-breaking types

Under canvass,

Flapping and leaky

Soon this house

Won’t hold me and

I’ll wander once again.

But there’s comfort in knowing

My own bed’s at

Journey’s end.

 

 

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Day 3 #introtopoetry

I haven’t quit but my internet connection did, for two days.  Hence I am posting Day 3 now. Rather then inundate you with 3 poetry days all at one I will still post one per day. For the Day 3 acrostic challenge I wrote two poems. The first in praise of my writing group and a preface to a blog entry that I will soon post about the value and workings of a good writing critique group. The second is a rather childish offering but a good excuse to post a picture of my constant companion – the distractordog.

Prompt : Friends

Form:  Acrostic

Writing Group

We gather each fortnight

Round a table with tea

I want to say it’s engaging and educating but

There’ isn’t any ‘e’

I‘d like to say it’s fun and friendly but there’s definitely

No eff. So I’ll say our

Group’s supportive, informative andteapot writing group

Giving. Its listening, critiquing

Reading aloud, commiserating

Oh, and congratulating too

Uplifting and motivating. A real

Pleasure to be with you.

 

Faithful Friend

Muzzling wet nose

Yucky licky kissesDistractordog for blog

Devoted doting eyes

Obedient for food

Gambolling in the garden

Gorgeous waggy tail

Your faithful friend and mine

 

 

 

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Day 2 #introtopoetry

Day 2 Intro to poetry wordpress challenge

Prompt:  A face

Device:  Alliteration

 

The Retail Face

A plastered on smile,

The latest in style.

She’s never grumpy or glib.

 

She’ll offer you socks

And tick off each box,

Of phrases cheerily chirped.

 

You look good in that.

It goes with this hat.

Are you paying cash or with card?

 

Become an insider,

an email subscriber,

Sign up to our convenient club.

 

Won’t react to the rude

The fussy or crude

She’ll keep the smile pleasantly pasted.

 

I think, as I shop,

When did they swap,

Humans for these mindless machines?

 

But I look in her eyes

And note with surprise

Her eyes mismatch with her mouth

 

Yes, her eyes are her own

They say take me home

Away from this tiring tedium

 

Where I can shout.

Scream and sing out.

I am mad and I’m real.

and I don’t give a damn that you don’t care for that colour.

It doesn’t come in ANY OTHER.

 

shopping mall window

 

 

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Having a stab at #introtopoetry

Poet, I am not, but I take heart in knowing that the only path leads upwards as far as my knowledge and appreciation of verse and all its forms. I promised in this blog that I would push myself out of my comfort zone. Well, writing poetry for a ten day challenge is out of my zone and into outer space. So here goes.

Day One of the Intro to Poetry WordPress challenge.

Prompt: Water

Form: Haiku

Once wild pristine stream.
Mine tunnels. Sandstone bed cracks
Toxic soup stagnates.

 

Nepean River for Haiku
The Nepean River near Douglas Park, a once clear river.  Polluted as result of longwall mining. Large bubbles can be seen rising to the surface from the fractured river bed.