Day 9: Write a Hunter or Hunted Poem

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For Day 9 on Robert Brewer’s blog, read and write hunter and/or hunted poems. Click on the link to add your own.

2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 9 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.

Here is mine:

Hunter

A cat from

somewhere

in the neighborhood

has leaped

our cedar fence

and settled

herself, uneasy,

in the snow

under our

bird feeder.

She doesn’t

seem to know

she has no

summer cover

and no bird

will come close

as long as she

is there. Besides,

she is much more

than well-fed.

What draws her

she couldn’t

explain, even if

she had words:

rain forest

shadows in

the blood.

Write an Instruction Poem

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This is my Day 8 poem for Robert Brewer’s PAD April challenge. It is about instruction. Read the other contributions on his site and add your own. It’s an inspiring group!

2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 8 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.

Instruction

From interior

chaos, as

unobtrusively

ordered as

families of

suns swirling

gradually

toward the dark

centers of their

common demise,

or elementary

particles somehow

achieving mass

within each

strand of DNA,

we will structure,

like a mirroring

glass tower,

erected from

an image

in an architect’s

mind.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 30 | Milk Poem | WritersDigest.com

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.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 30 | Milk Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Milk

White as

winter, poured

icy from

the refrigerator

 

White as

Grandmother’s

sheets.

delivered to the doorstep

 

White as

summer clouds

in my

first cup

 

White as

cream

for Dad’s coffee

from the top

 

White as

light

through the morning

window.

 

White as

simple

beginnings:

milk.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 26 | Collection Poem | WritersDigest.com

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.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 26 | Collection Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s mine:

JPEGs

They fill

the silvery

surfaces of

computer disks,

the hidden

resources

of external

drives, cloud-tops

from long flights,

footprints in snow,

drifting gold

leaves, glinting

sun on summer

lakes, blossoms

in spring orchards,

baby faces,

smiling friends,

all of them

held in virtual

memory, formatted

in universal jpeg.

Like Midas, I run

them through

my fingers,

longing to

hold on.

Linda Armstrong, 11/26/2012. All rights reserved.

Looking Back at the PAD Challenge and a Matches Poem

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.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 1 | Matches Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s my “Matches” poem.

We’re a match,

the two of us,

you with your

temper and me

too tempered

you with your

careful pacing

and me

with my wild

last minute

dashes.

We’re a match

of seeming

opposites, seamed

so closely together

that sometimes

there is no space

between us

like sky

and sea at

sunset on the

Pacific.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 18 | Glosa Poem | Poetic Form | WritersDigest.com

Today’s prompt is from Carol Stephen. It is a form called the Glosa.

Visit the site to read the complicated directions and to see some of the amazing responses.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 18 | Glosa Poem | Poetic Form | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s my attempt:

 

so much depends

upon

a red wheel

barrow

(William Carlos Williams)

 

snow clouds drift

over

our valley

after

stair-step summer

ends

bitter winter

comes

weather bends

so much depends

 

on fickle

sun

swinging south

along

with bird flights

begun

weeks ago,

wedging

over lakes spun

upon

 

with visual

echoes

of industry

withdrawn,

a dormancy

deal

of last flash

gold

to mold-meal

a red wheel

 

turning through

eons

in coursing blood

and genes

in water and

marrow

cycles shifting in

farmer’s

slicing harrow;

barrow

 

so much depends

upon

a red wheel

barrow

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 15 | Tradeoff Poem | WritersDigest.com

The challenge today on the Poetic Asides blog is to write a trade-off poem.

Click on the link below to read others’ takes on the prompt and then, if you are inspired, add your own.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 15 | Tradeoff Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Tradeoff: A Very Old Tale

The city gate

was so narrow

that some called

it “The Eye

of the Needle”

but the rich

trader coming

from afar had

never been there

so he didn’t know.

The packs

on his camels

were wide

and bulged

out on either

side with all

the goods he

had brought to

sell, but those

who would

buy were inside

and he could

not pass

through the eye

of the needle.

Linda Armstrong, November 15, 2012, All rights reserved.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 14 | Stuck Poem | WritersDigest.com

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.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 14 | Stuck Poem | WritersDigest.com

Inertia

I’m stuck
stuck
stuck
like the needle
on a vinyl
record
three days
without progress
or loss
I just
have to
state what
I want to do
and a state
of entropy
sets in
Something
in me loves
reflective
waters
and still
wants to
stay still
though I
still still still
keep
trying
to keep
moving.
Copyright Linda J. Armstrong 11/14/2012. All rights reserved.

and here’s another, inspired by another poet’s post:

For Jacqueline

They say
Cezanne
when stuck
in one of
his intertwined
compositions
tossed the
offending
canvas out
his window
into the intertwined
branches of one
of his trees,
only to retrieve
it when unable
to resist the
way it had
entwined itself
with his entangled
mind.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 13 | Letter and Recipe Poems | WritersDigest.com

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.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 13 | Letter and Recipe Poems | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s mine:

Dear Dad,

You never were
much for writing
so I never wrote
you a letter.
You and I
always knew
each other
best through
landscapes,
pigments, brushes,
lenses, captured
hours, minutes,
and seconds
that will never
come back
but could be
relived again
and again
through transparencies
or stacked paintings
in a closet.
I write to you
now, looking
down at your
hands, freckled
and funny
as a write this,
and later,
when Alden
and I take
pictures of winter
deer, you will
be shooting with us

As always,
Linda

If you’d like to see some of my dad’s paintings, his dealer’s site is here: http://www.californiaartgallery.com/ec-watercolor-keck.html

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 11 | Veterans Poem | WritersDigest.com

Day eleven of the Poem a Day Challenge honors Veterans’ Day. Write a poem related to a veteran. Read the responses by clicking the link below, or add your own.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 11 | Veterans Poem | WritersDigest.com.

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.

MuFu

I was going
crazy
in this
icebox
so far from
home
I would drink
anything
to check out
for a while
or just
get warm
they wouldn’t
let me go
because
I was too good
even on lighter fluid
I could transcribe
messages as fast
as anyone
could send them.
MuFu
Sign off
The War was
over sooner
for me.

copyright Linda Armstrong 11/11/2012. All rights reserved.