Poetry 101 from 2001

[wildsweetone]

i tripped over this idea in the archives when i was looking for something else and thought it great fun. it was posted by Unmasked Poet on 20 Dec '01 - Poetic Imagery 101 - exercise your mind

Poetic imagery 101
Describe the scene; invite the reader in and try to create a mood. Do not give a narration.
After a few days anyone please nominate a topic and list the taboo words.

The scene:
A pebble or rock hits the water

The requirements
One stanza
20 to 25 words

taboo words
Wave
Radiate
Pebble
Rock
Stone
Splash
Water
I


Good luck. Extra points for rhyme.
U.P.

anyone want to have a go?

 

[normal jean]

i tripped over this idea in the archives when i was looking for something else and thought it great fun. it was posted by Unmasked Poet on 20 Dec '01 - Poetic Imagery 101 - exercise your mind



anyone want to have a go?

do we post here? I will get back to you after dinner, okay? I like the restrictions, makes ya think harder

 

[wildsweetone]

yep, post here. it'll be fun
gotta go to workies now.

 

[My Erotic Trail]

Earth's hard element
collides with the soft
surface ripples
consumes the falling
embraced by
the river's depth
under the current
it rests in a bed

 

[Tzara]

A mirror—whole, then cracked.
Concentric circles rack
the once still surface where
periodic motion, started there,
rushes always away.
Later, glass returns to stay.

 

[annaswirls]

i tripped over this idea in the archives when i was looking for something else and thought it great fun. it was posted by Unmasked Poet on 20 Dec '01 - Poetic Imagery 101 - exercise your mind



anyone want to have a go?

Girl, you are so fucking ambitious, I am continually amazed at your energy. I am dizzy just thinking about doing another challenge. I think I shall go take a nap.

 

[sandspike]

I ain't drunk

I wasn't drunk
just been drink'n,
kinda truth that
gets me think'n,
how fast does
this oyster shell go,
haul my ass to mexico

 

[BooMerengue]

The Lesson

Come with me
said The Mother.
Come with Me
to see your life;
all your good deeds
big and little
and of course,
see all your strife.

To the pond
said The Mother,
smiling at the
cloudy sky.
Eyes following
The Mother's;
single raindrop
in my eye.

Look closer
said The Mother
to the center
of the pond.
See the ripples
of the raindrops,
see them
flowing on and on.

See the ripple
of your actions
said The Mother
as she knelt,
wiping teardrops
from my cheeks.
She knew that
was a help.

By the ripples
She meant deeds
unto others
unto me
on and on
never ending
til they washed
into the sea.​

​

I know. Too long. Too many words. No matter. Awhile back Eve said there was still a poem in me. When my girl was 5, we were at a pond feeding the ducks. I showed her then, this very way, about Kharma, and how it never ends, and always comes back to you. She learned her first spiritual lesson that day, and has never forgotten it, and has seen how it works many times, and is now teaching her boys the same. I have always had in the back of my mind to write this poem. Not necessarily like this; I think this is too simplistic. And a little choppy. But its a start, and so I thank you.

Muuaahhahahahahahahaah!!!!!

 

[champagne1982]

The Lesson

Come with me
said The Mother.
Come with Me
to see your life;
all your good deeds
big and little
and of course,
see all your strife.

To the pond
said The Mother,
smiling at the
cloudy sky.
Eyes following
The Mother's;
single raindrop
in my eye.

Look closer
said The Mother
to the center
of the pond.
See the ripples
of the raindrops,
see them
flowing on and on.

See the ripple
of your actions
said The Mother
as she knelt,
wiping teardrops
from my cheeks.
She knew that
was a help.

By the ripples
She meant deeds
unto others
unto me
on and on
never ending
til they washed
into the sea.​

​

I know. Too long. Too many words. No matter. Awhile back Eve said there was still a poem in me. When my girl was 5, we were at a pond feeding the ducks. I showed her then, this very way, about Kharma, and how it never ends, and always comes back to you. She learned her first spiritual lesson that day, and has never forgotten it, and has seen how it works many times, and is now teaching her boys the same. I have always had in the back of my mind to write this poem. Not necessarily like this; I think this is too simplistic. And a little choppy. But its a start, and so I thank you.

Muuaahhahahahahahahaah!!!!!

Oh Boo! You condemn the simplicity of this poetry, but do you know what a true teaching gift this is? Some people would have to say this in multisyllabic words and complicated metaphor but you need only to take the children to the pond to illustrate the profound effects we all have on each other's lives. Submit it to a children's publisher, please. It's wonderful.

 

[wildsweetone]

Girl, you are so fucking ambitious, I am continually amazed at your energy. I am dizzy just thinking about doing another challenge. I think I shall go take a nap.

well, i'm waiting for my little Dickie Bird to let me know her thoughts about a STC, so figured i'd watch you all playing about with this while i wait.


okay that's not true. i really did trip over it in the archives and thought it was way cool.


besides i wanted to know what it meant to write without narration... i think it's kind of listy isn't it? carry on, i'll keep reading and will try and write one too. maybe.

 

[BooMerengue]

well, i'm waiting for my little Dickie Bird

Ohhh dear. I forgot about the Dickie Bird. Hold on- I'm calling him right now.

*ring

*ring

He says it has to be a Sonnet.

*waiting for reactions...

 

[Tzara]

i'll keep reading and will try and write one too. maybe.

Maybe?!

 

[BooMerengue]

Oh Boo! You condemn the simplicity of this poetry, but do you know what a true teaching gift this is? Some people would have to say this in multisyllabic words and complicated metaphor but you need only to take the children to the pond to illustrate the profound effects we all have on each other's lives. Submit it to a children's publisher, please. It's wonderful.

Thank you so much baby. I don't know about submitting, but I'll think on it.

 

[wildsweetone]

Ohhh dear. I forgot about the Dickie Bird. Hold on- I'm calling him right now.

*ring

*ring

He says it has to be a Sonnet.

*waiting for reactions...

bird shooting season is coming right up.

 

[wildsweetone]

Maybe?!

i'm thinking, i'm thinking.

 

[BooMerengue]

i'm thinking, i'm thinking.

Haha! I have him hidden in my flock of Vultures. They'll find you before you find him!

Listen... This is what else he said.

Sonnets are easy. It's a set form, easy rhyme pattern, they're almost always about love and other positive things (I'm choking a bit on that!) and it's not the Sonnet that scares folks, it's the iambic pentameter. And even free verse poets should be able to do that (IHisHO) so that they gain the right things from their reading.

I'm no expert on Sonnetry. I leave that to Ange and Lauren et al. who have studied more. But I've written a couple acceptable ones. Its probably been a year or more since we've done any form poetry, right? Do you really think it's something that should go by the wayside just because free verse is so popular right now?? Hmmm? Do you?

 

[wildsweetone]

sufferinsuckertash
want to put it up, or do you want me to?

 

[annaswirls]

metamorphic trinity

the granite
its black shadow
and liquid reflection
meet in a single point
then disappear
anxious and awaiting
another resurrection of flight



I wrote this one before. A bit of an edit-- had to take out Rock

 

[BooMerengue]

sufferinsuckertash
want to put it up, or do you want me to?

You can do it, sweets- just look for some really simple Sonnet instructions and pick a title... should be a same title- variations are more appreciated that way, I think. Ange or Lauren I'm sure have simple how-tos!

 

[Angeline]

Poetic imagery 101
Describe the scene; invite the reader in and try to create a mood. Do not give a narration.
After a few days anyone please nominate a topic and list the taboo words.

The scene:
A pebble or rock hits the water

The requirements
One stanza
20 to 25 words

taboo words
Wave
Radiate
Pebble
Rock
Stone
Splash
Water
I


Good luck. Extra points for rhyme.
U.P.

Muddy toes.
Fingers flick mountain
eroded to pea.
Sunshine, the arc
momentarily free.
Swallowed.
Nothing to see
but the pond,
footprints
a wind-giggled tree.​

(25 words)

 

[wildsweetone]

You can do it, sweets- just look for some really simple Sonnet instructions and pick a title... should be a same title- variations are more appreciated that way, I think. Ange or Lauren I'm sure have simple how-tos!

k - consider it done

 

[BooMerengue]

Muddy toes.
Fingers flick mountain
eroded to pea.
Sunshine, the arc
momentarily free.
Swallowed.
Nothing to see
but the pond,
footprints
a wind-giggled tree.​

(25 words)

Perfect!

 

[Angeline]

Perfect!

Narrative, I think, but I don't care.

 

[BooMerengue]

Narrative, I think, but I don't care.

ok

explain Narrative, and how is it to be avoided? Mine is, too.

 

[Angeline]

ok

explain Narrative, and how is it to be avoided? Mine is, too.

Narrative tells a story. You can be descriptive but abstract--describe a scene without plot or sequence that suggests plot. To me, that's too dry. I wanted some life in what I wrote, an active rather than passive piece, but I don't see how one can do that and avoid all narrative. I skirted the edge of it, suggested someone (a barefoot child in my mind's eye) throwing a pebble in a pond and running away. I did it without directly mentioning anyone, but it's still sorta narrative.