Writers’ Wisdom

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(Photo by Walter Bird/Getty Images)

“The best time for planning a book is while you’re doing the dishes.”
Agatha Christie

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30-Day Poetry Challenge: Day 23

Day 23: Found it in the Top 20 – Make a top twenty list of your favorite records (or books, or songs, or bird calls), turn them into a list poem.

The Gangs of New York

On the Road

Game of Thrones

Go, Dogs, Go
 

Pride and Prejudice
Just As Long As We’re Together 

In Cold Blood
Forever 


When You Are Engulfed In Flames

The Historian
Ham on Rye
The Lovely Bones

Valley of the Dolls
Delta of Venus
Bridget Jones’s Diary 

Summer Sisters

Gone Girl
A Girl Named Zippy
White Oleander

She’s Come Undone

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30-Day Poetry Challenge: Day 22

Day 22: Wind Poem – If you inhale to be inspired, poetry will be your exhale. When putting pen to paper (or fingers to a keyboard), take deep breaths. Write only when you are exhaling, and stop to breathe in deeply again.

All the breath in the world 
couldn’t calm the nerves 
that are pulled taut 
within me. 

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30-Day Poetry Challenge: Day 21

Day 21: Hidden Meaning – Write a poem that would be encouraging in some way to someone. Hide it somewhere that a stranger will find it.

I cannot say words
that will make it all OK,
that will make you believe,
that will comfort your mind,
but I say them anyway,
pulling back on the bow 
to shoot them like an arrow
that will pierce your doubts
and remind you that you are not alone. 

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30-Day Poetry Challenge: Day 20

Day 20: Resurrecting the Past – Write a narrative poem that brings an actual historical event to back life.

'Into the Jaws of Death' by Robert F. Sargent. (Photo from Wikipedia.)

‘Into the Jaws of Death’ by Robert F. Sargent. (Photo from Wikipedia.)

His weapon slung over his shoulder,
the hatch on the assault boat dropped,
without hesitation he slid
into the water alongside his olive-clad brethren. 

He waded quickly, eyes peeled for enemy forces
thinking not that he himself was a target,
nor his cold, wet feet, 
but of the pretty girl pinned to the inside of his left breast pocket. 

He thought of her now,
her pretty blue eyes, her honey-colored hair, her cute, upturned nose,
how her hair would bounce when she’d tilt her head back to laugh, 
the scent of her when her head lay on his shoulder,
how warm she felt in his arms

how she was going to be his wife one day for all eternity. 

Maybe someday we’ll come to France together, he thought, 
after the horrors of this war have long since washed away.
We’ll stand on that beach just a few dozen paces away,
laughing together about how all I could think of was her  
when I should’ve been focused on not becoming a statistic.

We’ll look out over this water,
standing hand in hand in the sand.
I’ll remember those brothers who won’t have that chance,
I’ll say a silent pray to their memory.
She’ll be beside me unable to understand
what I saw, what I did, where I went,
but she’ll know that I came home to her.

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30-Day Poetry Challenge: Day 19

Day 19: Synesthesia – Synesthesia is defined as “the production of a sense impression relating to one sense or part of the body by stimulation of another sense or part of the body.” Which of the five senses do you feel most strongly influences your creative mind? Many synesthetics describe being able to “taste” colors–imagine for a moment your wires are crossed and one sense is activating another. Write a poem about it.

Taken by me last year in Midtown.

Taken by me last year in Midtown.

Candy-colored blooming brilliance, 
yellows, oranges, pinks and purples
line the streets in gray cement pots as far as my eyes can see.

Before I even cross over
to feast my eyes upon them close
and fully taken in all their beauty,
their sweet heady fragrance fills my nose,
a haunting of springs past. 

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30-Day Poetry Challenge: Day 18

Day 18: Heard It through the Coffee Line – Station yourself in 3 public places over the span of 30 minutes. Pull whatever interesting lines you can overhear into a “found sound” poem.

OH on the Downtown A*

Shutterstock photo

Shutterstock photo

Damn
there was the blowing alley,
you know, I think he said Jersey?
(59th next, stand clear of the closing doors)

Go sit down!
(a busker practices his clumsy dances moves at the far end of the train)
Did you go to 42nd St. and take care of what you needed to?
Three days ago,
c’mon!

It was big,
mine was this big
Is this going to Far Rockaway?
Hold on!
(A mom with four kids snaps her gum)
(someone smells like chicken soup)

Dante!
Cologne and perfume, two for $20!

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* while this was culled from just one train ride, it made six stops, so all those people getting on and off technically made for six different locations. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it. 

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