"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Thursday, April 28, 2011

What Happened to the Sun? NaPoWriMo #28-Big Tent Prompt-Write a poem about a bad idea

Amidst the worst
responses put forth
as doors swing from both directions,
one
is blue,
another
is red
It was a bad idea to believe
fish could live out of water
or that we could submerge ourselves
into water ill equipped to
sustain our breathing
Raunchiness of animosity …
reckless, rude, riotous,
developed in a vicious mind or when
you woke up on the wrong side of the rising sun and
can’t float on papier-mache cutouts …
if I’m drowning in a pool of mud
that’s breached a portal and
seeped in many different directions

30 comments:

  1. Some thrilling words here: a bit of a nightmare poured out. Several prompts gleaming through.

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  2. Pamela, Your rich use of language is masterful. I love the assonance and alliteration in this piece. Well done.

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  3. I love the seamless flow of this poem from one image to another. Vivid words, Pam.

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  4. The flow of images here do build on one another, but I find myself drawn to those doors swinging "from both directions" - that does seem a fundamentally bad idea - it hints at collision.

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  5. Your words bowl me over, Pamela! I love "doors swing from both directions," and "can’t float on papier-mache cutouts." Your poems are a tour de force!

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  6. It's kaleidoscopic, stroboscopic - brilliant!

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  7. I too love the swinging doors, and floating on papeir mache cutouts. But also like the line about waking on the wrong side of sunrise. And again, your language flows carrying your reader through the constantly rolling images. Beautiful, Pamela,

    Elizabeth

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  8. The scariest part is when a nightmare becomes reality, Viv. I suppose I have the floating prompt in there as well.

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  9. Brilliantly written Pamela....such amazing imagery! I felt as though I was swirling through a nightmare of beauty and terror!

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  10. I suppose you are right, Dave.

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  11. That's what happens, Mr. Walker:)

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  12. I can’t float on papier-mache cutouts, but I believe some think they can, Marianne.

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  13. Don't some folks wake on the wrong side of the sun, Elizabeth? Thanks.

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  14. Some ideas just don't work out, Annell.

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  15. Great images, love the papier-mache reference!

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  16. Thanks Andy, how nice of you:)

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  17. What can I say, it is getting near the end, Ron;)

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  18. Wonderful writing! I loved the waking on the wrong side of the rising sun...... beautiful. I also am really struck by the glorious March moon-rise over to the right. Wow!

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  19. It can happen to some people, Sherry;) Those photos are something, aren't they?

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  20. I was caught up in "the door swings both directions". So much metaphor in this one for me, so much anger.

    http://judyidliketosay.blogspot.com/2011/04/world-without-computers.html

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  21. Loads of metaphor, but not much anger really, Judy. Just resignation.

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  22. We are not kind to our planet and I agree that it does feel like 'how much can we do'? Your poem says volumes and that as small as it seems it so much. Thank You!

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  23. Quite true, Renee. And thank you.

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