The sign says
“Horses for Sale”
Your fields are empty
You’ve sold those horses
Now what
You going to do
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Clouds rise up
Like cathedrals
Over the mountains
Into a cobalt sky
Meadows green
Stretch out before us
May 16, 2013 We Write Poems
Prompt: Write apiece about the body.
Body and Soul
We are in the body
We are the body
We act the body
With eyes
Hands
Feet
But what of feeling
The body feels
Of the deeper feeling
We are soul
We create
We sooth
We heal
We are soul
Not one or the other
We are all one
You and me
And one with
All that we see
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#156: Prompt Dark and Gloomy
Dark and Gloomy
Sometimes it is true
Things don’t work out
A hole it torn
Paint is spilled
All is dark
Our mood gloomy
But in the morning
The sun rises
We begin again
May 10, 2013 We Write Poems
prompt 155 A red-letter day
MAY 8, 2013
tags: protagonist, We Write Poems
by Irene
Welcome back. You’ve described the usual. Now describe a red-letter day. It could be a recollection or it could be a reference. Or it could be just about feeling special. In fact that is what you should actually aim for. What made the protagonist feel special? What is indelible? The day the protagonist discovered a passion for something maybe. It can be a public occasion. It can be completely internal. You may wish to take one element from the first poem and develop it. And just to jazz things up, and if it fits the story of your protagonist, drop the name of a celebrity. You know, it could add some razzmatazz or glamor and perhaps, glamor is what the protagonist needs. Substitute glamor as needed. A margarita?
So this is the second poem in the series.
You can link your poem to this post once it’s written. You have all week to write. Next Thursday, we’ll see you for a new prompt. Hint hint: It’ll have to feature the protagonist. The idea is that the protagonist will somehow tie all your poems together so there’s a kind of storyline going on. We’ll explore. We’ll make the ordinary extraordinary.
Amanda, Gina and Michelle
Frida has been down
Can’t sleep
Gory Cleveland story
Three women
Thoughts twisted
No woman can draw a breath
Be unaffected by the horror
In blood and bone
Bound
Torture
Theft of self
Ten years
Ten long years
They did what they had to
They saw their chance
They broke away
Freedom
This was a red letter day
Imprisionment
Was not their choice
Innocence was stolen
Let no one take it away
Freedom for Frida makes
A red letter day
note: No, this was not what I thought I would write about, but it is so awful, it must be spoken. When your Mother tells you not to get into a car with someone, anyone, listen.
May 5, 2013 We Write Poems
prompt 154 who is your protagonist?
MAY 1, 2013
tags: protagonist, We Write Poems
by Irene
Write about an ordinary day where nothing much happened except the usual. Tell us what’s the usual. You could go that way or you could decide to make some surreal thing happen.
You’re the poet. You can write whatever.
(And if you survived Napowrimo, all the more you should adopt the “I can do whatever” attitude.)
To make it interesting, you’d have to give a sense of the protagonist in your piece. Whether you use the first or third person you have to have a protagonist. Give the person a name. If you’re following this prompt site, then you will have to bear in mind that you’re going to write a series of poems featuring that protagonist.
So this is the first.
You can link your poem to this post once it’s written. You have all week to write. Next Thursday, we’ll see you for a new prompt. Hint hint: It’ll have to feature the protagonist. The idea is that the protagonist will somehow tie all your poems together so there’s a kind of storyline going on. We’ll explore. We’ll make the ordinary extraordinary.
Cinco de Mayo
The 5th of May
Certainly not an ordinary day
And yet for Frida
It is just the same
Up early
Still dark
To the studio
Turn on computer
Post poem
To the Sunday Wordle
Have a little read
To see what others have done
As the sun shows its’ head
Not back to bed
But an ordinary
Breakfast instead
An egg, toast
Fresh orange juice
A cup of hot coffee
Extraordinary
All is quiet still
Back to the studio
Organize the last work
Put it away
Clean the work area
Will start new work today
It is dust in the desert
That will get you
Can’t leave anything
For a day
Before it is coated
And grey
So celebrate
The 5th of May
Light your candle
And prey
The work when finished
On an ordinary day
Will be judged
Extraordinary
…. Some will say
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