Tag: poem
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PePoWriMo – Attempted Comeback from NaPoWriMo Fail
My explanation on Youtube for why I never got passed April 11th for this year’s Poem-a-Day (NaPoWriMo) challenge for National Poetry Month. Ah well, my mom had a saying for when I didn’t eat everything on my plate. She said my eyes were bigger than my stomach. Ah well, at least the grades were good…
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Napowrimo, Days 10 and 11 – Ketchup Rhymes with…
Dear Jaime, You know I love you. I do. I know that my style of poetry is not your thing, and I understand that you are more comfortable with old school rhyme and meter. But please understand that when you say that you don’t get what I write and that you want me to write…
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Napowrimo, Day 9 – Reconfiguration
I was discussing with someone last night how you might read something and think, yes, it is presented in lines, perhaps has a working metaphor; it might even be rhymed and metered. But in the end you think, “That wasn’t a poem.” I think this is a topic I’d like us to chat about in…
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Napowrimo Day 6, Pocahontas
Today’s poem is another response to a prompt from Richard at Poetic Asides. This prompt was to write and ekphrastic poem. John Drury’s Poetry Dictionary, defines ekphrastic poetry as “Poetry that imitates, describes, critiques, dramatizes, reflects upon, or otherwise responds to a work of nonliterary art, especially the visual.” Of the two works provided (I…
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Napowrimo Easter Poem
Running a bit late wit this! Yikes, I should be caught up shortly. I hope your Easter was as peaceful as it should be. Egg Versus Cross The Calvanist is hard on the Easter egg– “Fickle colored distraction, keeping children happily numb to sin and terrors of crucifixion.” But if the stories are true, Friday…
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National Poetry Writing Month
Well there is a National Ice Cream Month (July, thanks to Ronny Reagan), National Blood Donor Month (though that seems like it would be draining), National Soup Month, and a National Hemorrhoid Prevention Month (OK, OK, so I made that one up), so why not National Poetry Month? Great idea, right? Well, too late, the…