Saturday, November 30, 2013

November 30, 2013 Sunday Whirl/Writers Digest November PAD Challenge



issue, trouncing, word, depend, insight, road,

crisis, plight, forces, fire, border, thanks


Get the Hell Out of Dodge
The crisis came 
In the night
Escape is your
Plight
The road 
To recovery
Like any journey
Can be long
Narrow
Winding
Rough or smooth

It all depends on you
The issue at hand
Is defined by 
The words spoken
Examination
Leads to insight

Along the way
There will be
Unexpected forces
A fire in the forest
Or some other
Calamity
And you will need the
Proper papers
At the border
Thanks


Note: " Thanks," is what the Border Guard says....if no papers, one must find another route.

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Wrtiers Digest  Nov PAD Challenge

For today’s prompt, write a disappearing poem. Simple as that. Just make sure you don’t disappear after the month is over. I’ve got some fun stuff planned for the blog in December, and we’ve got the Wednesday poetry prompts. And eventually, there’s the April PAD Challenge.

The Disappearance
Each day 
Arrives
Almost exactly
The same
As the day before
The last of the night
Still dark
The sun
Wakes
Attempts to rise
Over the mountain
The clock in the hall
Ticks away each minute
And tomorrow
You will wonder
About the disappearance

Note:  "The disappearance," of the day before, what happened, where did it go...or sometimes wonder did it happen at all?







Friday, November 29, 2013

November 29, 2013 Writers Digest/ Nov PAD Challenge


For today’s prompt, write a commercial poem. This prompt makes me think about the commercialism decried in Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown, but there are any number of ways to attack a commercial poem. I have complete faith in everyone here being able to take this prompt in wild, new directions.

Fragments G&C #168  30"x30" gouache on w/c paper
An Artist
How can one put a price
On the blood
The heart
Yet we
Do


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Christmas Eve

Cold

At the base of the Mountain
No electricity
Fires lit

Doors open

People

Emerge

The Virgin aloft

Cold

Gun shots

Sparks fly

Stars shine

Cold wind blows

Circle the plaza

Plung into darkness

Cold

Ancient old

Memories

Christmas eve








Wednesday, November 27, 2013

November 27, 2013 Writers Digest/Nov PAD Challenge


We’re getting down to the final days of this challenge, but don’t use that as an excuse to ease up on the gas pedal. Rather, put the pedal to the metal and rock these final few prompts!
For today’s prompt, write a local poem. By local, I’m thinking of something that happens or has happened in your neck of the woods, but you know, I’m never against poets bending and/or breaking my rules. So feel free to play with the concept of local however you wish.

My Companion
You are stuck to
The bottom of my heel
I drag you behind
Wherever I go
You are liquid
You follow
You fill every low place
Crack and crevice
You crumple my lungs
Take my breath away
I remain tangled
In my own heart strings
One step and I tumble
Into the hole
Surrounded by the
Hatters and the white rabbit
And the deep cup of tea
Brewed from my own tears
So deep

It could drown

An army
Could drown me
I glance
You are always there


Tuesday, November 26, 2013

November 26, 2013 Writers Digest/ November PAD Challenge /deVerse

Today is the final “Two for Tuesday” prompt of November. Let’s make the most of it. Here are the prompts:
  1. Take the phrase “Free (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Example titles might include: “Free Bird,” “Freedom Isn’t Free,” “Free Offer,” etc.
  2. Take the phrase “(blank) Free,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Example titles might include: “Fat Free,” “Stone Free,” “How to Be Free,” etc.Minutes from 


Coyote Roams Free
Black mountains
Sharp edge
Again the sky
Light grey 
To cobalt blue
The village lights
Sparkle against
The snow
Coyote roams free
Scavenges whatever
Comes his way

Grandmothers
Sleep peacefully
Free at last
No worries of
Holidays
Only memories
Of days past
Decorate the tree
Bake the cookies
Lay the table
All responsibility
Fell to her
Worked
Morning to night
Nothing forgotten

With the joy of the
Holidays
Also the hurry
And flurry
No time to
Remember
Christmas past
Grand Parents
Parents
Aunts and Uncles
Cousins and such
It comes each year
Ready or not
Only coyote roams free









Monday, November 25, 2013

November 25, 2013 Writers Digest/Nov PAD Challenge

For today’s prompt, take a poem from earlier in the challenge (that you’ve written) and remix it. You could take a free verse poem and re-work it into a villanelle or shadorma. You could re-work multiple poems into a new one. You could take a line from one of the poems and write a response poem to it. Or you can take it in an entirely different direction.


Forget What I Said Earlier
Yes I answered your question
With a funny response
Instead I should have said
"Insignificant nothingness"

For what else could it be
If it is not true
If it is not authentic
If there is no blood
At the scene
And no heart
In the creation
We can't call it art
It is.....
"Insignificant nothingness"

I chose my poem blindly, just picked a date and then looked to see what I had written.

Remember What I Said Before
In early morning
Before the sun
Is up
Think of me

During the day
When the sun shines
Or the sky is overcast
Think of me

Later when the sun sets
And all the world is aglow
Draw a color from the
Color box
Think of me

Remember what
I said before
No need to repeat
That if it is not true
Not Authentic
Unimportant
Trifling or petty
Too small to be important
Or is of no consequence
It is....
"Insignificant nothngness"

Note:  In art class my instructor used to say, if it is meaningless, it is "insignificant nothingness."



Sunday, November 24, 2013

November 24, 2013 Sunday Whirl #136



Sunday Whirl #136
Prompt:  habits, create, however, virtue, regard, gap,
cycle, undoing, lessen, choice, gathering, suffering

Studio Life

Spend time in the
Studio creating

Discipline
Becomes habit

However
Time spent
"Piddling" gets you
Nowhere

Lessen chance
Of wasting time
Plan your day ahead
Then work like a well
Oiled clock


With regard to time
It can be your friend
Or it can be your enemy
It can slip away
The day gone
Just a gap in the process
If you are not mindful
It can be your undoing


Each day is a cycle
Eliminate suffering
Organize
Gather what you need
Before you begin

Time spent
In the studio
Is your choice
Good work habits 
Become your virtue

Finish your day
On the downhill


November 24, 2013 Writers Digest, Nov PAD Challenge

Writers Digest  Nov PAD Challenge


For today’s prompt, write a poem that responds to a statement. You can use any statement, quote, etc., that you wish, but I’ve included a few to make it easier. That said, feel free to find and use a different statement for your poem.



Fragments G&C  #167  30"x30" gouache on w/c paper




“We work in the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.”




Henry James Speaks for Me
Up early
The artist
Goes to work
In the dark
All is quiet
Juices
Flowing
Trembling
It will be the
First time.....
Again

In the dark
The artist finds the
Brightest light
Begin day
In a blaze

Some will say
I bet
It is fun...
I say
Fun has nothing
To do with it
It is work
One must do
Hard work
And when you
Have finished
You must begin
Again

Give all that you have
Hold nothing back
Make each idea
Visible
Look for new ways
To say it

Some days
You will doubt
Yourself
Your work
You will wonder
Why....
Doubt is your
Passion

There will be days
Filled with disappointment
Things will not work out
Frowns all around
Feel small
Razor blades cut
Small nips
Swim in blood
Hurt
Lost in the
Maddness of art












Saturday, November 23, 2013

November 23, 2013 Writers Digest November PAD Challenge/ Sunday Whirl #136


Writer's Digest November PAD Challenge  For today’s prompt, write an “I shouldn’t be here” poem. You can decide where you shouldn’t be: maybe it’s a place, maybe it’s a time, or maybe (just maybe) it’s a state of mind. Shake yourself loose in a poem.
Where I Need to Be
In the jungle
Dark and deep...
No 
I shouldn't be here

Sailing the deep blue sea....
No 
I shouldn't be here

Flying above mountain tops....
No 
I shouldn't be here

I have no time to waste
My time is finite
I have no idea
When the end is near

Yes
I will be where I need to be
Stretch the moment to eternity


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Sunday Whirl
Prompt:  habits, create, however, virtue, regard, gap,
cycle, undoing, lessen, choice, gathering, suffering

Studio Life

Spend time in the
Studio creating

Discipline
Becomes habit

However
Time spent
"Piddling" gets you
Nowhere

Lessen chance
Of wasting time
Plan your day ahead
Then work like a well
Oiled clock


With regard to time
It can be your friend
Or it can be your enemy
It can slip away
The day gone
Just a gap in the process
If you are not mindful
It can be your undoing


Each day is a cycle
Eliminate suffering
Organize
Gather what you need
Before you begin

Time spent
In the studio
Is your choice
Good work habits 
Become your virture

Finish your day
On the downhill