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Which One Are You?

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I am a combination! I am not entirely a match for the writer.  I am a perfectionist, but not with writing.  With my writing, I am messy. It is hard for me to finish projects. My head isn’t totally messy. I don’t have cobwebs up there.  I do have material up there. Yes, I am passionate– about everything— however, I am not a know-it-all. I do know my limits even though I test them… Daily. I learn.

The poet seems a better fit. Not quiet, but not loud. I am observant and detail-oriented– that goes with being a perfectionist. The productivity and struggling with words is right-on!

Which one are you?

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Special Side Note for Challenges–

Hi There!

Hope you are having an awesome weekend  If not, I’m so sorry. Wish I could wave a wand or pray it better. That is a bummer! Either way, I’d love to hear about it!

Anyway, I love looking for new challenges for poetry. If you ever want to try them, you can ping back to me. I’d love to read what you wrote!

Enjoy the rest of your Saturday! 😉

Lynne

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Poetry Challenge

Global Epidemic © LC 2017

The world is changing–
hate spreads like
a toxic disease.

I keep challenging myself to try new forms of poetry. This is a “lune.”  A lune is an “American Haiku.

It contains 13 syllables. 5-3-5. Try it!

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Childhood Bliss

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Childhood Bliss.
© 2017 LC

Skipping rocks, racing–
bikes, children laughing, ice cream
truck– Tag!! You are– “It!”
The street lights flicker.
Time to hurry home now OR
you’d be in “trouble.”

I had a childhood before technology took over!

I’ve included a recipe for chocolate chip ice cream sandwiches. 11 variations. When I was younger, they were a favorite!

 

 

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Rushdie–

A poet’s work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world, and stop it going to sleep. – Salman Rushdie

Reading some quotes today.  This one stood out. Like, “hey you… you should be writing today even though it’s Saturday and you want to relax.”

I’m easy to convince.  I love reading poetry quotes and Saturday is a great day to catch up on my writing! So my interpretation of the quote is…

As poets, we think about these feelings we have. Feelings we can’t name. Pent up emotions we don’t show and express. We put those into words. We name them. We quietly observe our surroundings. Not to pry or be intrusive. Because we are genuinely interested in the world and our surroundings. It is our passion. We create our own version of the events around us using our own perception.

The words we use — they are powerful— and we help people understand the events happening in a whole new way. Or help them understand feelings they have– or have not– experienced in a whole new way. Our words awaken. 

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Haiku Challenge– Poiku

Happier Poiku–

You look radiant–
Regretfully, I wrecked you.
My happy is you.

© 2017 LC

This is a “Poiku” or a Pop-Haiku. The challenge is to find a pop song and turn it into a haiku using your own words. It turns into a challenge once you are listening to your favorite songs searching yourself for the right words for your “Poiku.” It sounds easy.

I think it would also work with any genre of music. I’m not a music snob. A “Roiku” (Rock music), or “Foiku” (Folk), etc. could easily work for another challenge!

Happier- Ed Sheran

Happier lyrics

Walking down 29th and park
I saw you in another’s arms
Only a month we’ve been apart
You look happier

Saw you walk inside a bar
He said something to make you laugh
I saw that both your smiles were twice as wide as ours
Yeah, you look happier, you do

Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody love you like I do
Promise that I will not take it personal, baby
If you’re moving on with someone new

‘Cause baby you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’ll feel it too
And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you

Sat on the corner of the room
Everything’s reminding me of you
Nursing an empty bottle and telling myself you’re happier
Aren’t you?

Ain’t nobody hurt you like I hurt you
But ain’t nobody need you like I do
I know that there’s others that deserve you
But my darling, I am still in love with you

But I guess you look happier, you do
My friends told me one day I’d feel it too
And until then I’ll smile to hide the truth
But I know I was happier with you

Baby, you look happier, you do
I know one day you’d fall for someone new
But if breaks your heart like lovers do
Just know that I’ll be smiling here for you…

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Dream Prompt-

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Beach Nightmare.
© LC 2017

Sun scorched sand burns my
feet. We run toward crashing blue
waves. Noise. So loud! The
earth is mad! The sky
is darkened with black fighter
jets. The ground shakes. The
jets start firing toward people.
“I told you.” / It’s black.

From prompt– Write a poem based on a dream you had. Try to reproduce the sensations of the dream.

This is from a dream I had after we came home from our beach trip. In my dream, it was the same time next year. No, I don’t want to return to the beach again next year. But it’s not only the dream..

Photo credit– Deviant Art