Poetry Wednesday Writing Prompt
For the poetry writers (even if you don’t write poetry give it a try).
Your topic is auburn curls.
Your form is: acrostic verse The topic is also the form.
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For the poetry writers (even if you don’t write poetry give it a try).
Your topic is auburn curls.
Your form is: acrostic verse The topic is also the form.
A
U
B
U
R
N
C
U
R
L
S
For the poetry writers. Your topic is: the effects of commercialism on young women. Your form is: free write for ten minutes then read it over drawing out the best points and arranging the words into a sharp point using how many words necessary to create the peak. a aa aaa aaaa aaaaa aaaaaa aaaaa…
For the poetry writers. Your topic is: dewy mornings Your form is: conversational poem, 3 stanzas, have the person who starts the conversation end it Example: Like Day and Night Did you know it’s been dewy every morning? No, is that a problem? It’s not that it’s a problem. Really, it’s quite beautiful. Ah, the…
For the poetry writers. Even if you do not normally write poetry make an effort to complete this exercise. Your topic is: an angel’s wings. Your form is: Count-Up.
For the poetry writers. Even if you do not normally write poetry make an effort to complete this exercise. Your topic is: sugar cubes and broken tea cups. Your form is: sedoka.
For the poetry writers (even if you do not write poetry give it a try). Your topic is: apples. Well sort of. Your form is: Choose at least 7 apple names from this variety list. Use the names of seven varieties of apples to write about nothing to do with apples — that’s how fun…
For the poetry writers. Even if you do not normally write poetry make an effort to complete this exercise. Your topic is: addiction. Your form is: one stanza of twelve lines and six sentences. Do not name the addiction in the title or body of writing and do not use the word addiction.
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Autumn was the season she finally arrived
Underneath the late summer Tuscan sun
Beautiful green eyes peeks out beneath long eyelashes
Using the strength of her voice she announces herself
Ringing though the halls for all to hear
No one ignores her cries of displeasure
Captivated, all rush to the doorway to where she is
Using a sense of decorum, they glance inside
Ringlets of auburn curls frame her face
Lovingly the mother holds her in her arms
Smiling parents of their newborn daughter