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Tuesday, April 11, 2017

PAD Challenge - Day 11

From Robert Lee Brewer:

If you want to learn a little more about me, that’s easy to do. Dustin Brookshire is sharing poet profiles on his blog this month, and recently posted a profile of me

Today is our second Tuesday of the month, which means it’s Two-for-Tuesday day. 

Here are the two prompts for today: 

  • Write a sonnet. (Click here if you need a refresher on sonnets.) I know some folks will say a writing a form is not a prompt, but I often use forms to prompt me into poems. And I know that some folks will say they hate traditional forms. Soooo, the other prompt is to… 
  • Write an anti-form poem. Write about your dislike of poetic forms. Let it all out.

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  1. 4/11/2017

    I used to write a sonnet every day
    and send them to my love, which then was new.
    Even if there was not much to say
    I'd write. And in that time the feelings grew.

    He was foremost in my mind when I'd awake,
    so I would write a sonnet every day
    to tell him how I thought of him. I'd ache
    to feel his body next to mine that day.

    Now I feel his body every night.
    We cuddle spooned together in our bed.
    I know that there's a sonnet I should write.
    Our time together leaves so much unsaid.

    The passion of that early time grew dim,
    but love has stayed. This sonnet is for him.

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    1. sigh... beautiful and a lovely ending!

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    2. absolutely beautiful!!! and like Bonnie said lovely ending...

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  2. Dance Of Spring

    Sweet dance of Spring come flower at my door,
    with bulb like heads peeking out of the earth.
    The green grass to cover mother earth's floor
    with mother earth giving natural birth.
    Winter lingers on with it's icy blast;
    with little teases of warm days to come.
    Some say, the last few weeks will go real fast.
    Not fast enough for me to have some fun.
    Yes, colors of the rainbow, come real quick,
    and give us fragrance and our beautiful birds.
    Birds start to sing and the peeps and the chick,
    they speak a language that sounds like words.

    Yes, dance sweet soft showers and warm soft sun;
    yes, dance so sweetly, dance into the fun.

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    1. ah yes! spring does deserve a sonnet. love the last two lines.

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    2. I cannot write a poem
      about something I do not
      like when I like them.
      I like all the forms
      from haiku to sonnet
      ABC to Ghazal
      Cinquain to pantoum
      and villanelle included
      little things like form
      are fun to do
      and I like free form too

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    3. Loved the poem except of course the mention of "peeps" made me imagine marshmallow chicks. LOL.

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    4. Linda, they say imitation is the sincerest form of flattery so I guess I'll just be flattered you liked mine so much you rewrote it and posted it here.

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    5. I wrote it at the same time as you wrote yours. And it's what I wanted to say so.... oh well....love you!!!

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    6. It's great fun reading all of your efforts, and they are very good, all of hem!

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    7. Linda I wrote and posted mine at 10:35 am. You wrote and posted yours at 12:13 pm. We went through this a lot at gotpoetry.com . Did you not know this is time stamped? And if it was what you wanted to say why wasn't this your poem instead of the really good one you did write and post first? You know how I feel about rewriting another persons poem and calling it your own.

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    8. I HAD THE FIRST FOUR LINES WRITTEN ALL DAY. THEN I READ YOUR POEM AND I GUESS THEY INFLUENCED MY POEM. I'M SORRY. LOVE LINDA

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    9. well i guess a partial truth is better than a complete lie... sigh... yeah okay and I have this bridge in Brooklyn to sell you. i love you but i don't like these games you play.

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  3. Excellent poem!!! but where is your sonnet??? I like you Ido I do I do!!!!! you're silly you make me giggle...

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  4. LOL. I love it, a pantoum about sonnets. Have you posted any poems on Robert Lee Brewer's blog? I think this one at the very least should be posted there.

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  5. I've tried but I don't know how. it's too confusing.

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  6. and for crying out loud! who put the 9 10 11 12 on there after I took the trouble to delete the numbers so no one would know i need to number the pantoums! lol

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  7. I tried to Write a Sonnet

    I tried to write a sonnet and I couldn't,
    Which is odd because I have written
    A great many of them and even
    Won a prize for one I wrote
    when I was in high school. It was
    for a contest run by the Atlantic Monthly,
    and I had the last laugh because
    the editor of the school newspaper
    had turned it down. Ha ha. So I am
    writing an apology for not writing
    a sonnet that I tried to write and
    simply could not, no matter how I tried
    perhaps because I simply could not
    think of anything to write about.

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    1. lmbo! good write and funny. yeah, my first thought when reading this prompt was Tasha will love this one! remember when you challenged me to write a sonnet a day?

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    2. hilarious write, Tasha. I love it!

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    3. Did you notice it has 14 lines? That as my little joke. Yes, I suppose it is prosy, and that's what needs work if I were to work on it.

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  8. Sorry this is posted so late but now maybe no one will read it and I'll get off scot free ha ha. But in case hey do I thought I would include an old sonnet here just for giggles:

    Sonnet to My Vacuum
    Oh noble tool, that does away with dust
    Across the rug efficiently you roar
    Removing every scrap of hair, each crust
    Life has deposited upon the floor.

    Without you how the dust accumulates,
    The scraps of paper, bits of every day
    The detritus of life that sits and waits
    For you to come and suck it all away.

    Were you to vanish oh what would I do
    Surrounded by life's litter piled up high
    I'd choke and gasp, my options would be few
    Until perhaps another I could buy.

    Dear vacuum cleaner, may you sing your song
    For many years to come--may they be long.

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    1. love it! kept me chuckling and well written. did you ever read it to your vacuum? oh and yeah we have a tendency to look back at the former prompts before moving to the next one.

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    2. This is great! Who would have thought of writing a sonnet to their vacuum cleaner!!! I am still laughing..

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    3. Thanks for the comments, much appreciated. I wrote one to my tub, too. It's fun. and I must say I remember well my challenge to you, Bonnie and you wrote a good sonnet this time for sure as did Linda. I can't figure out why I couldn't however I am glad you liked what I did write. Did you notice it was 14 lines? My little joke.

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    4. LOL. Oh yes, can't do without my vacuum. And very well-written sonnet! What fun!

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    5. And I tend to read through the past week on Fridays so you can usually go back later and I'll have commented.

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  9. And I tried my darndest all day to write one! Well need I say how much I admie your skill, Bonnie, and wish I had the facility you do with tha form.

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