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


Christmas Eve


At the base of the Mountain
No electricity
Fires lit

Doors open



The Virgin aloft


Gun shots

Sparks fly

Stars shine

Cold wind blows

Circle the plaza

Plung into darkness


Ancient old


Christmas eve

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