30PD = 10-29-08 (#11)

a wo,rd
caused by
a stuckck key
I suppose.

- Write a poem that addresses some of the same subject / style / tone of the poet you dislike. I absolutely hate Aram Saroyan's poem, "lighght" Because that's all it is. lighght. GAH. Anyhow, I did two today to try and get myself back on track. -

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30PD = 10-29-08 (#10)

Friends, why must I look into your eyes
To find something I should already know?

You want me to be there for you
But when I need, you suddenly disavow

Me and leave me standing,
wating for you to ultimately no-show.

You blow if off and say, "It's okay,
Brittany. You didn't want us anyhow."

- So I've been stuck for a while because the prompt was "Write a formal, structured poem." And we all know I have a really hard time with that. So I cheated a little. I wrote this as a quick write for Creative Writing, it's a ghazal. So here you go. I don't really like it, but eh. -

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30PD = 10-16-08 (#9)

You turn to dust as you read the page,
Yellowed and torn from the years it spent
Stuffed in the cracks of the couch. Still it keeps
Murmuring, "This is the day you will
Die at the hands of a carpet man."


- Write a poem using a specific meter. I used dactylic trimeter (read it like a waltz, you'll hear it. DUM-da-da, DUM-da-da...). This is pretty much a nonsense poem. Think of it like "Trio for Two Cats and a Trombone" by Dame Edith Sitwell. -

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30PD = 10-14-08 (#8)

Alas! To all the fish I had in childhood,
Flounder and Mr. Fishy and Sharky and many others
whose names I cannot remember.
You taught me of death,
although not correctly,
I believed death was
flushed down a toilet and
swimming to the sea.

I write of you because of my poor dear Bianca,
the sole bowl companion of Lorenzo
(who still lives, but lonely now),
who passed away so recently
at the hands of my little brother.

To all the goldfish I ever had:
I hope the sea is beautiful
send a postcard back to me.

- Write an elegy about a person or event that is meaningful to you. -

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30PD = 10-13-08 (#7)

the crushed nose of a paper plane
the orbiting wheel of a fallen bicycle
paper torn by over-erasure
or marked black with scribbled-out phrases
a cassette tape spewing mahogany ribbon
dirty dishes sticking to each other
only pried apart with broken fingernails
78 cents when you really need 83
blurry photographs
smudged lines
clichés

fail.

- Write a list poem. I'm trying to keep up wherever I can. D: -

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30PD = 10-9-08 (#6)

I am tired.
all this quarrel
all this squabble
the parrots' squawking attempts
at song.

I can't discern
the issues at hand
nonsensical twaddle
is all I can find.

double standards
and hypocrisy.

I am tired.
all these feuds
all these rows
the crows' raucous efforts
at harmony.

- I've been busy, but here's #6. A poem written after short meditation. -

<3 = brittany