Category Archives: Prompted Poems

poe-yo

for WWP: a practical poem

You Can Teach It How to Walk the Dog take a flattened, wooden ball of your childhood, tie around its center a meter (more or less) -long string of words, and spin. the tool will teach you how to use

poe-yo

for WWP: a practical poem

You Can Teach It How to Walk the Dog take a flattened, wooden ball of your childhood, tie around its center a meter (more or less) -long string of words, and spin. the tool will teach you how to use

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for the Mag: Bright Rectangles in Gray

bright rectangles in gray the time of driving past the time of empty rooms, waiting the time of headlights in comparison to memory of day the time of leaning bicycles the time of washing dishes the time of shadows eating

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for the Mag: Bright Rectangles in Gray

bright rectangles in gray the time of driving past the time of empty rooms, waiting the time of headlights in comparison to memory of day the time of leaning bicycles the time of washing dishes the time of shadows eating

headimpression

I like the impressionists

Margo, (she of Wordgathering)kindly, brings for our Tuesday Tryout a palmful of paintings to prompt us today. I’ll be back to them later. There is one detail I find especially tempting. But I’ve already been playing.

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headimpression

I like the impressionists

Margo, (she of Wordgathering)kindly, brings for our Tuesday Tryout a palmful of paintings to prompt us today. I’ll be back to them later. There is one detail I find especially tempting. But I’ve already been playing.

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for the Sunday Whirl: singularities

Singularities one rough gleam flinty light off brittle ripples paint not brushed by flesh scrape of bright one chalk line round of barnacle and fish bone tail that swallows tongue cocoon of void one burnished chime austere as single strand

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for the Sunday Whirl: singularities

Singularities one rough gleam flinty light off brittle ripples paint not brushed by flesh scrape of bright one chalk line round of barnacle and fish bone tail that swallows tongue cocoon of void one burnished chime austere as single strand

train dreams

for dVerse: S.O.C. ‘em: Stream of Consciousness Poem

From dVerse: write a stream of consciousness poem. • Choose a topic. You might think of a person, and activity or even a dream. Take a walk, go someplace public, and let your thoughts take flight. • Write with pen

train dreams

for dVerse: S.O.C. ‘em: Stream of Consciousness Poem

From dVerse: write a stream of consciousness poem. • Choose a topic. You might think of a person, and activity or even a dream. Take a walk, go someplace public, and let your thoughts take flight. • Write with pen

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The Secret of Sel-uff on Wry

The Secret of Sel-uff on Wry Any fixed categorization of the Self is a big goof.(Ginsberg, 1963 Self is the set of all things excluded by the set of The Big Bang Theory. Self is a cozy British mystery. The

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The Secret of Sel-uff on Wry

The Secret of Sel-uff on Wry Any fixed categorization of the Self is a big goof.(Ginsberg, 1963 Self is the set of all things excluded by the set of The Big Bang Theory. Self is a cozy British mystery. The

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for the Tuesday tryouts: self

From Margo’s Tuesday Tryouts: The following is a collection of statements about self. They range from the philosophical to the provocative. Choose one and jot notes on, or freewrite, your agreement, or disagreement, with the attitude taken. Or, link several. 

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for the Tuesday tryouts: self

From Margo’s Tuesday Tryouts: The following is a collection of statements about self. They range from the philosophical to the provocative. Choose one and jot notes on, or freewrite, your agreement, or disagreement, with the attitude taken. Or, link several. 

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for the Magpie: circus

the woman who didn’t expect to live this long remembers the woman who didn’t expect to live this long remembers her feet, far below, and tiny, taking the tightrope step from the doorway down to the distant and terrifyingly clear

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for the Magpie: circus

the woman who didn’t expect to live this long remembers the woman who didn’t expect to live this long remembers her feet, far below, and tiny, taking the tightrope step from the doorway down to the distant and terrifyingly clear