Stikordene kommer fremover fra 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts. Det er en Facebook-gruppe, der udgiver et stikord til hver dag i året, men bare rolig, stikordene vil stadig være at finde både her og på Mimis blog.
Dagens stikord er: Under havet! Men jeg er alvorligt bange for at jeg ikke når et digt på dansk i dag. Ikke engang det engelske er ordentlig færdig.
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Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over the hosting duties, mostly the supplying of the prompts - only temporarily we hope - while Diane at On the Border is taking a break for health and relaxation, travelling the world with her husband as far as we can tell.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
I have something more to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.
Today's subject is Under the Sea!
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Ever since I composed the long poem for Awakening in my head and could remember all of it, I have tried to repeat this feat. It seems to have been a one-off. I have in any case never succeeded in remembering all of my poem ever since - or indeed before.
Today with Under the Sea, I had an idea in the early morning hours when the dustmen woke me up with their normal noisy ways.
I "wrote" several verses and half-verses, hoping to remember them when it was time to get up. I might have remembered more, had I sat myself down to write as soon as I awoke, but life got in the way. So now I not so proudly present the two first verses and a general outline of the rest interspersed with rhyming pieces:
Under the Sea
Under the sea
that's where well be
We will have fish,
not as a dish,
not on the table,
but in the stable.
That's where they'll be.
And every night
is lit so bright.
A moonfish hung
and starfish strung.
Over the table
hung on a cable
a lampfish-light.
Fun nights with swordfish fights and pufferfish dart, entertainment by clownfish ...
and seahorse races
to secret places
People under the sea, walking their sea-dogs, milking seacows and finding spectacular treasures guarded by lobsters whose bites are worse than their barks ... and factories driven by the sparks
of electric eels. Producing
papers so pink
and midnight ink
from squids and octopuses; to be used by
Poets like me
under the sea.
If time permits and my undersea muse returns, I will be back to add more lines later today.
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Coming up:
Sep 8 Big City
Sep 15 Tea fusing
Sep 22 Kitchen
Sep 29 Snuggles
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I don't have such ability to remember what I wrote in my head which is kind sad but everything I wrote in my head always sound better.
SvarSletThis is a fun poem, the poetry parts. I like all the rhyming.
Have a lovely day.
I have the same: "everything I wrote in my head always sound better" I think maybe because we do not clearly remember. as I have now found out Awakening was a one-off, sadly.
SletNicely done! Even the parts you haven't worked in yet will be grand once you do.
SvarSletI just hope to get there. It bothers me not being able to remeber what I wrote and doing it all over again - with less than stellar results - see Lissa's comment and my reply.
SletVery good
SvarSletThank you
SletWonderful poem Charlotte, it creates images in the mind.
SvarSletI experience exactly the same thing with the ideas I have at night.
Lately I've been keeping a notebook by my bed, not that I get up and write, but in case...
Thank you. For me poetry is a language of pictures.
SletI too have pen and paper by my bed, but I did not want to wake up hubby jotting down my lines. I will however do so from now, I've learned my lesson.