Zoom to words Juggle rhymes Catapult them, haphazard, into form. Butchery. Not poetry. Line up colored pens. Start Stop Scribble SCRATCH r e a r r a n g e New colors do not Pour forth new ideas. Brain buzzes Empty and enervated too much work too much technology too much thinking… …too little feeling It's time to face it. Today I have no poetry in me.
Today’s prompt was about finding ten random words and exploring rhyme, then using as many of them as possible in today’s poem. I pulled ten excellent words from the novel that I am reading, and I found some interesting and some challenging rhymes. However, they did not want to be a poem. Not even a little bit. Instead, what wanted to be written was a poem about the process, in which, instead of rhyme, I explored alliteration, pattern, and structure.
I am participating in National Poetry Writing Month, writing one poem for each day in April.