Today is the last day of the Poem a Day Challenge. I did not finish my NaNoWriMo goal, but I did write a poem every day. Now, it’s time to go through them and choose between 10 and 20 for the chapbook competition. You can enter too, even if you didn’t post. Today’s link leads to the final prompt, a “milk” poem, and the community’s responses. There you will also find a link to the submission rules. Revision is allowed, and so are some poems not written during the competition, but most should have been created for the PAD challenge. You have until January to submit. (I get involved in other things and forget, so I will probably put mine together much sooner.)
This has been a wonderful experience, and I know that my efforts have been read by more people than would have seen most printed journals. I’ve met some wonderful new poets. I plan to keep posting my own warm-ups here, but other challenges loom and it might not be daily. Thanks for following and I hope you had fun, too.
Today’s challenge is to write a collection poem. Not everyone collects things, but a glance around our house would tell you that my husband and I do. He does it in a more organized way. My gatherings are distinctly haphazard.
Click on the link to go to Robert Lee Brewer’s blog and read the contributions of others. Then, add your own.
The very first prompt this month on Robert Lee Brewer’s blog was to write a Matches poem. I was looking back because today’s assignment is to write an Opposite poem using a previous challenge entry. I realized that I have not linked to the first few poems and this could be a problem because I want a convenient way to gather them to submit for chapbook consideration.
You can enter the competition, too, even if you haven’t been posting or writing every day. Just choose your 20 favorite prompts from the month and write to them. Then watch for submission information early next month.
Today’s prompt on Robert Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog is “stuck.” This is a good one for me, because I have not worked on my NaNoWriMo book since Sunday, and things were actually going very well. I even know what to write next, but I seem to be stuck.
Read my rationalization poem on the blog. Then check out the great contributions of others. Add your own, too.
like the needle
on a vinyl
I want to do
and a state
in me loves
still still still
moving. Copyright Linda J. Armstrong 11/14/2012. All rights reserved.
and here’s another, inspired by another poet’s post:
in one of
into the intertwined
branches of one
of his trees,
only to retrieve
it when unable
to resist the
way it had
with his entangled
Today’s poetry prompt on the Poetic Asides blog is a letter poem (and/or a recipe poem). These are prompts I used in class when I was teaching. They are classics for a reason. They produce varied and excellent results for writers of all ages (and not just poets).
If you want to read the poems of other participants and post your own, click on the link.
Mine is based on a story my dad told about a civilian telegrapher who was drafted and served with him in Alaska. He was the best telegrapher in the service (Alaska was vital for many reasons, including triangulation and intercepting enemy transmissions in the Pacific, so this man was a tremendous asset), but he was so miserable that he was suicidal and drank anything with any kind of alcohol in it. MuFu was the Japanese sign-off, and that’s what the guys called him.
I was going
so far from
I would drink
to check out
for a while
let me go
I was too good
even on lighter fluid
I could transcribe
messages as fast
could send them.
The War was
copyright Linda Armstrong 11/11/2012. All rights reserved.