"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
Posted by flaubert at 12:11 AM

30 comments:

  1. vivinfranceApril 28, 2011 at 2:43 AM

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

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  2. brenda wApril 28, 2011 at 6:30 AM

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

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  3. Dave KingApril 28, 2011 at 6:46 AM

    Some very telling images.

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  4. MaryApril 28, 2011 at 6:52 AM

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

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  5. Mr. WalkerApril 28, 2011 at 8:29 AM

    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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  6. MarianneApril 28, 2011 at 9:04 AM

    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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  7. Stan SkiApril 28, 2011 at 10:16 AM

    It's kaleidoscopic, stroboscopic - brilliant!

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  8. ElizabethApril 28, 2011 at 11:51 AM

    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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  9. annell4April 28, 2011 at 12:02 PM

    Oh so good! These bad ideas!

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  10. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:25 PM

    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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  11. GloriaApril 28, 2011 at 12:27 PM

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

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  12. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:27 PM

    Thanks so much, Brenda:)

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  13. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:28 PM

    I suppose you are right, Dave.

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  14. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:29 PM

    Thanks Mary:)

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  15. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:29 PM

    That's what happens, Mr. Walker:)

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  16. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:30 PM

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

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  17. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:31 PM

    Thanks Stan:)

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  18. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:32 PM

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

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  19. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:33 PM

    Some ideas just don't work out, Annell.

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  20. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 12:33 PM

    Very nice of you, Gloria.

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  21. Andy SewinaApril 28, 2011 at 3:52 PM

    Great images, love the papier-mache reference!

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  22. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 5:30 PM

    Thanks Andy, how nice of you:)

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  23. Ron.April 28, 2011 at 6:00 PM

    Reckless, rude, riotous...

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  24. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 6:10 PM

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

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  25. Sherry Blue SkyApril 28, 2011 at 8:17 PM

    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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  26. flaubertApril 28, 2011 at 8:39 PM

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

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  27. Judy RoneyApril 29, 2011 at 6:31 AM

    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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  28. flaubertApril 29, 2011 at 4:20 PM

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

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  29. ReneeApril 29, 2011 at 10:00 PM

    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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  30. flaubertMay 1, 2011 at 12:29 PM

    Quite true, Renee. And thank you.

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