During the
month of November I’ll be again participating in Robert
Lee Brewer’s November Poem A Day (PAD) challenge. He’s changed it up a bit
this year. He’s asked us to submit a 10 to 20-page chapbook contest in January with
poems culled from those created during the November challenge. I’m going enter. And I encourage my poetry-writing readers to follow suit.
Robert Lee Brewer
Robert also sends a great poetry prompt every week on Wednesday (except during November and
April PAD challenges). To rev up some interest, here are some of my prompt
responses (and the link
to his latest prompt.) Remember the poems below are mostly unedited.
Write a
box poem.
This poem is either about a box or includes a box somewhere in the poem (or
title). Don’t be afraid to poem outside the box this week (sorry, I had to say
it).
Things
in Boxes
He left a black canvas
box
filled with his music
recordings
next to his bed,
the cassette tapes
neatly packed
in order of
performance.
And on his closet
shelf
we found a cardboard
box filled
with little games,
cars, toys,
1984 Olympic
souvenirs,
and Russian buttons and
buckles
his uncle brought back
for him.
He fit these favorite
things
together like an
intricate puzzle,
before he left his
body
for us to put in a box
in the ground.
Write a dessert poem. The poem can be titled as a dessert.
The main characters could be eating or waiting for dessert. Or dessert could
just be hinted at in the poem. Of course, I’m expecting a variety of desserts
to be mentioned.
A friend once said,
“Life is short, eat
dessert first.”
She must have had a
premonition
an insight into her
future
because not long
after
she became ill
and died. Her life
stopped just when
she should
have been eating
all those
sweet cakes and
pies.
I’ve never
forgotten her
and her flair for
conjuring up the
unknown
and enjoying the
brief
life that she had.
Write the worst
thing that’s ever happened to you. Simple as that.
Paul’s
death thirteen years ago
– simple as that.
a
mother’s worst nightmare
to
have a child die.
And
that I’m here
to
write about it
is
truly a miracle.
Rest
in peace, Paul
I’ll
never forget
or
stop loving you
– simple as that.
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