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Building a poem



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Sat Aug 02, 2008 6:58 pm
Anna Graham says...



In this exercise we were told to pick ten words:
A place we love
something in the house
a verb
an adjective
something you see when you look up
something to do with weather
an instrument
two nouns
and a season.

Then we had to write one line for each word, ending the line with that word. (not counting the title) I failed my first try, but the second worked out ok.

Beach

The warm rush of foaming ocean
enters a gritty oven.
Its limbs draw
shadows with gentle
pieces of wet sky.
This bucket of salty rain
harbors winged bugles
that dip down from their flight
with strong faith
they'll rise back into summer.

*tip* It helps if you have a theme you're connecting all the words to. Just keep that theme in mind, and your brain will do the rest. See, mine was a beach.
"Man needs music, literature, and painting--all those oases of perfection that make up art--to compensate for the rudeness and materialism of life." -Fernando Botero
  





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Sun Aug 10, 2008 10:43 pm
alwaysawriter says...



I think we tried that in my class. It did not go over well. I'm pretty sure I was like "Huh?" most of the time. :)
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Sat Aug 23, 2008 12:03 am
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Cold And Broken Halleluja says...



This is interesting... I may have to try it soon. ;)
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Sat Sep 06, 2008 2:56 am
StolenHearts. says...



midnight enchantment

The dark forest brings creatures of the night into play.
Piercing through midnight they run from my flashlight.
I make a twirl, light in my hand in this magical place.
shadows hop in the warmth of the dimming source.
Father moon watches me dance in a shimmer of motion.
The air follows my movements like a gliding partner.
Trees whistle in the winds creating violin music.
Nymphs and fairies dance around my head rhythmically.
Knowing I'll return on the next summer's night.

I know it's probably wrong but, i really like this (:
  





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Sat Sep 06, 2008 5:17 pm
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Anna Graham says...



I like it too! You did an excellent job! Besides, formulas like this are only here to get the juices flowing. You made it your own, which made it better. Well done!

--Anna
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Sat Sep 06, 2008 8:28 pm
StolenHearts. says...



Ooh thank you so very much I really loved this exercise.
I may start using it more often then my other favorite one,
another exercise that is really fun is describing photos.
I really like to do it when I need ideas and it also helps you with sensory details.
You can make a story out of the picture, a poem, anything.
If you decide to try it I would love to see what you come up with (;
--mackenzie
  








When one is highly alert to language, then nearly everything begs to be a poem.
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