OctPoWriMo Day 24 – Story Time
My story poem is not inspired by a photo, but rather another story. One of my favorite genres is Arthurian legend. This poem is inspired by the tragic love triangle of King Arthur, his Queen, Guinevere, and their beloved champion, Sir Lancelot. The images are two of my favorites from Edmund Blair Leighton. Guinevere’s Loves…
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OctPoWriMo Day 23 – Water Dance
I’m going rebel. Today’s OctPoWriMo prompt asks us to consider the vastness of the universe, to observe how tiny parts fit together to create a greater whole. I’ll work on that, but it’s not likely to show up here today. One of the sentence prompts on today’s post inspired me more readily, though. I pulled an old…
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OctPoWriMo Day 22 – Sacred Store
So OctPoWriMo completely got away from me… First, a blog malfunction set me back a couple of days. Then I spent a few days trying to recover from the blog malfunction. Then I got a cold. Then we went away for a couple of days. Then… You know…the stuff of life. I’ve given up on the…
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OctPoWriMo Day Three – The Blank Page
Life exhausts us. We move and go and think and feel until we can no longer stand. Forces pull us. We move this way, that way, every direction until there is nowhere to turn. All inspires us. We breathe, consume, absorb, devour all that is until sweet muses demand release. But words fail us. We sit, we stare, we doubt, and delay until the…
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OctPoWriMo Day 2 – White
So I’m back for day two. So far, so good. Today’s OctPoWriMo prompt encourages us to “write cinematically,” to convey a visual scene. I don’t know if I’ve done that, but here’s today’s offering…
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OctPoWriMo – Day 1 (What Was I Thinking???)
Well, here it is…October first. When did that happen? At some point during the last few weeks, I think I decided to give the OctPoWriMo challenge a try. But seriously…thirty-one poems in thirty-one days? I don’t know… But I do know that it’s been far too long since I flexed my poetry muscles, so now is as…
