TUESDAY POETRY CHALLENGE - Week of 02/17/09

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TUESDAY POETRY CHALLENGE - Week of 02/17/09

Postby mslover » Tue Feb 17, 2009 4:10 pm

Another week, another 3 challenges to hopefully stimulate your mind.

1. I read this quote today - see if it inspires anything:

"We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered."
- Tom Stoppard

2. Write a poem using alliteration... for those who can't remember their english class - alliteration is a repeated occurrence of a consonant sound at the beginning of several words in the same phrase. ie. sly slithering snake...

3. Use the letter "T" as motivation - whatever word you want to use beginning with the letter "t".... temptation, tyrant, tickle, etc.

Okay... now put the muses to work and let the writing begin.

"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories - we've already missed the spring"

"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning how to dance in the rain."
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Postby Olsenpotter » Thu Feb 19, 2009 12:17 pm

Burnt Bridges

I once was in love.
It was in Rio, the city to temptation.
I loved her deeply,
but the city won out.

I could smell the smoke
wafting me out of town
and so, with wet eyes,
I left.

I moved away.
I got a job.
I locked my emotions inside.

I've never gone back.
I've never come back.
I'll leave you a note in the freezer.
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Postby Olsenpotter » Thu Feb 19, 2009 12:19 pm

I wrote a poem awhile back with alliteration in it, so this is just a re-post. Maybe it will inspire somebody.

Paisley Price Pincock

Purple is her favorite color,
purple with pink spots that
pronounce to the public
the she has pride
in her posterity.

People always perturb her
with their pointless peppering
of penetrating ponderings.

Of course she has the pluck,
poise, permanence, power,
and pertinacity to perplex
them with this plea,

"Please, plug your pit
with Peanuts, and pop off."
I'll leave you a note in the freezer.
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Postby Mlou » Thu Feb 19, 2009 4:58 pm

Pretty purposeful, Prince Potter.
I don't get posterity though. Did you mean posterior? :-D
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Postby Mlou » Thu Feb 19, 2009 5:06 pm

#1
NOTES IN A GUIDEBOOK
Never burn the bridge!
Cross it, if you will,
on your way to new adventure
but leave the bridge intact
for possible return.
The road ahead
may be washed away,
impassible or fade to nothing.
The wise traveler always plans
for alternate journeys.
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Postby Olsenpotter » Thu Feb 19, 2009 6:33 pm

well...it's kind of a riddle in 14 lines...a big loaf of "P"s if you will.
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Postby mslover » Thu Feb 19, 2009 11:41 pm

i said goodbye to him,
then cursed his name,
with each breath, angry and tired,
the bridge between what was
and what is, too time worn,
too weary to continue
plodding along day after endless day,
finally realizing there was nothing left
i burned the path behind
so i could move forward.

"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories - we've already missed the spring"

"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning how to dance in the rain."
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Postby mslover » Thu Feb 19, 2009 11:45 pm

nice job you two! i must master my muse... (hmmm... sounds like a start of an alliteration poem...)

"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories - we've already missed the spring"

"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning how to dance in the rain."
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Postby mae » Sat Feb 21, 2009 6:15 am

#1

Bridges


Bridges dot our landscapes,
from toddling to grave.
Some built with twigs and mud
were far too frail to save.

Others fell in fighting
our skirmishes and wars,
their smoke slowly rising
as we watched from distant shores.

Still others only half-built,
left as affection waned,
eroded within mem'ry
and only eddies remained.

Yet some built with wide decks
of thick and sturdy planks,
though worn from ofttimes' crossing,
still stand to reach both banks.

Though treacherous cargoes passed
leaving ruts upon the wood,
the bridge grew stronger year by year
and floods and storms withstood.

'Twas not the bridge determined such
but the builders together resolved
to guard its gates and tend it well
and so the bridge evolved.

Where once lay just a path
and but a low arched bridge
now a highway stretches
'cross valleys, ridge to ridge.

A bridge not burned nor left to fall
but tended through the rains,
carries generations
and livelihoods sustains.


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Postby Mlou » Sun Feb 22, 2009 11:38 am

Ms, I smiled at your #2 challenge because it reminded me of this VERY OLD example that I wrote in a positive mental freak-out of alliteration...but it was fun.

SEASONS OF THE WIND

Winds, winds are gentle, wandering by the river
Where willows bend to wash their green-gold hair.
These are lover-winds who dare deliver
Pollen kisses soft as summer air.

Errant winds of fall are fickle lovers,
Coaxing maple leaves, "Come, fly away."
In these autumn winds the heart discovers
That love, like seasons, has too brief a stay.

Wind, wind that whistles through the winter windows
Weeps for summer sleeping in the snow,
Grieves icy tears, goes wailing over windrows
Seeking someone that we used to know.

But when the winds of March blow wild and wayward,
Snatching hats in whirlwind gusts of glee,
Then...then I know the sun is turning dayward
Bringing spring and love again to me.
Last edited by Mlou on Tue Feb 24, 2009 3:49 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Postby mae » Mon Feb 23, 2009 5:58 am

#2 - alliteration


Questions for Eagles

With mystifying magic, marking the trail,
you marshal meandering mistrals to sail.
What gives you strength, my eagle friend,
what makes you strong?

Calling and crying through the clear blue sky,
tipping and turning, track gone awry.
What compass is yours, my hunting friend,
what gives you direction?

Slipping and sliding on soft windy sighs;
skimming, skipping and spiraling high.
When dost thou sleep, my feathered friend,
when dost thou slumber?
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Postby mslover » Tue Feb 24, 2009 2:44 pm

Look at you all go! nice work this week!

"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories - we've already missed the spring"

"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning how to dance in the rain."
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Postby mae » Tue Feb 24, 2009 3:46 pm

mlou, I love your wind poem. Is there a typo in the first line of the third stanza?

Wind, wind that whistles throught the winter windows


Should that be "throughout?"

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Postby Mlou » Tue Feb 24, 2009 3:52 pm

Thanks mae...I typed "t" twice. Should just be "through the winter windows."
Dare I say you have an "eagle" eye. Nice alliteration there. :)
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Postby PaulG » Tue Feb 24, 2009 4:32 pm

#2- Alliteration

Fauna Filled Fields Forever (sorry John)

A cacophony of caws by a clique of crows
Grates a group of goats grazing nearby.
The blackbirds blabber bothers their breakfast.

Sleepy sheep sigh as they settle in the shade
Sure of a simple spring time siesta.
Softly snoring safe from the sun.

A trio of tentative turtles on tiptoe
Trudge toward a triad of towering trees
Set to sit amidst the slender sycamores.

Horses and heifers enjoy heaps of hay
As a breeze blows back the bulrushes
Away from the brook where the farmer
Fishes frantically for his Friday feast.
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Postby mslover » Tue Feb 24, 2009 11:40 pm

Bravo Paul! thanks for playing! :) now i must go post this upcoming week's challenge.

"Winter must be cold for those with no warm memories - we've already missed the spring"

"Life is not about waiting for the storm to pass; it's about learning how to dance in the rain."
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Postby Mlou » Sun Mar 01, 2009 11:28 am

I bet Paul can't recite that one without spitting all over everybody! :-D
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