A Tanka
Today's prompt scares me
Twenty challenges, one poem
No one can do that
At least not without more time
Tonight I would rather sleep.
... aww, what the hell, I'll give it a whirl...
I'm a little too tired tonight to attempt the prompt:
Sleep is an elusive mistress
I haven't slept in eighteen days
My bed beckons, it smells of fresh laundry
It is soft, colourful, tastes like lint, and rustles
The blankets smell blue and fuzzy.
Laura doesn't understand synesthesia
When she's in Vanderhoof
Last night while I slept,
I dreamed that I was flying
I'm flying to Newfoundland in July
For a wedding
I am practicing my Newfinese
If I'm not well versed in the local slang,
The lobster won't taste as sweet
And I won't be able to wish the newlyweds
A hearty "Long may your jib draw."
The province, it beckons with its
Salty air of friendship
I had to google abstract noun
on my typewriter
Which I immediately dismantled
and put back together in
alphabetical order
Mommy doesn't have a nickname,
Just a title.
Mommy will be amazed by all the sights that
She will see in Newfoundland
The land surrounded by the
Uncoordinated Atlantic
C'est la vie
While the airplane laughs in the sky
And I sleep.
-Laura Freeman-
April 29th
1. Begin the poem with a metaphor.
2. Say something specific but utterly preposterous.
3. Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem.
4. Use one example of synesthesia (mixing the senses).
5. Use the proper name of a person and the proper name of a place.
6. Contradict something you said earlier in the poem.
7. Change direction or digress from the last thing you said.
8. Use a word (slang?) you’ve never seen in a poem.
9. Use an example of false cause-effect logic.
10. Use a piece of talk you’ve actually heard (preferably in dialect and/or which you don’t understand).
11. Create a metaphor using the following construction: “The (adjective) (concrete noun) of (abstract noun) . . .”
12. Use an image in such a way as to reverse its usual associative qualities.
13. Make the persona or character in the poem do something he or she could not do in “real life.”
14. Refer to yourself by nickname and in the third person.
15. Write in the future tense, such that part of the poem seems to be a prediction.
16. Modify a noun with an unlikely adjective.
17. Make a declarative assertion that sounds convincing but that finally makes no sense.
18. Use a phrase from a language other than English.
19. Make a non-human object say or do something human (personification).
20. Close the poem with a vivid image that makes no statement, but that “echoes” an image from earlier in the poem.
2. Say something specific but utterly preposterous.
3. Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem.
4. Use one example of synesthesia (mixing the senses).
5. Use the proper name of a person and the proper name of a place.
6. Contradict something you said earlier in the poem.
7. Change direction or digress from the last thing you said.
8. Use a word (slang?) you’ve never seen in a poem.
9. Use an example of false cause-effect logic.
10. Use a piece of talk you’ve actually heard (preferably in dialect and/or which you don’t understand).
11. Create a metaphor using the following construction: “The (adjective) (concrete noun) of (abstract noun) . . .”
12. Use an image in such a way as to reverse its usual associative qualities.
13. Make the persona or character in the poem do something he or she could not do in “real life.”
14. Refer to yourself by nickname and in the third person.
15. Write in the future tense, such that part of the poem seems to be a prediction.
16. Modify a noun with an unlikely adjective.
17. Make a declarative assertion that sounds convincing but that finally makes no sense.
18. Use a phrase from a language other than English.
19. Make a non-human object say or do something human (personification).
20. Close the poem with a vivid image that makes no statement, but that “echoes” an image from earlier in the poem.
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