My poem today is my response to today’s PAD prompt of making the title of the poem a question, and then going on in the poem to address the question. It is also my entry for the WD Poetic Form Challenge: Rondeau. Two birds with one stone… 🙂
Check out my guest post about Kukai competitions, on my haiku buddy Kirsten Cliff’s wonderful Swimming in Lines of Haiku blog.
PAD, Day 12. I’ve noticed that my responses to the Poetic Asides prompts keep getting later and later each day. I think I better start earlier tomorrow! Today’s prompt was to write a “forget what they say” poem. This was too much fun– I could go on and on… and on…
They say curiosity
killed the cat, but I say
lack of curiosity
can be equally deadly.
They say a bird in hand
is worth two in the bush,
but I say a bird on the wing
is worth the most of all.
They say a stitch in time
saves nine, but I say
there’s more to be learned
from nine stitches, than one.
They say still waters
run deep, but I say
it’s equally true
of turbulent waters.
They say lightning
never strikes twice
but I say
why take the chance?
PAD, Day 11. The prompt today was to write a poem with the title “No One Wants (blank)”.
No One Wants to Know
When someone asks, “Hey, how’s it going?”
they don’t really want to know that your washing
machine is on the fritz again, or your cat just died,
or your mother-in-law was recently diagnosed
with Alzheimer’s, or your insurance won’t
cover your surgery, because it is a pre-existing
condition and you haven’t met your waiting
period yet. When someone asks, “Hey,
how’s it going?”, what they really mean is “hi”.
Today’s PAD prompt is… LOVE! This is a prompt that crops up every PAD challenge, and it’s fun to keep trying out different takes on the theme.
Love is remembering our anniversary,
or failing that, at least remembering
that we have an anniversary.
Love is never having to say you’re sorry,
or failing that, at least knowing
when to say you’re sorry.
PAD, Day 9… The prompt was to write a “slow down” or “never slow down” poem. I chose the former.
In Slow Motion
Time takes on a whole new perspective, when the pathology comes back positive.
It becomes segmented into its constituent days, hours, minutes,
each one special, miraculous, unrepeatable,
to be held onto greedily
until there are
PAD, Day 8… “write an agreement poem”. What could be simpler? This is a riff off of my earlier “Sleeping With an Open Window” haiku, which appeared in Four and Twenty, Volume 1 Issue 2, November/December 2008. 🙂 Other responses here.
Agreeing to Disagree
Frogs, he says.
Crickets, I insist.
Crickets, he says.
No, frogs, I insist.
The sun is shining gloriously, as I write my Day 7 Poetic Asides PAD poem to the prompt “write a Pro-something poem”. I am:
waking to the sound
of raindrops on my skylight-
welcome back, old friend
PAD, Day 6… the prompt today was to write a “Looking for…” poem.
Looking for… (I Forgot)
Looking for the number
but I can’t find my glasses
Looking for my glasses
but they’re not on my desk
I decide to check my email
’cause the computer’s on anyway
Surfing on the web
I lose track of the time
Reaching up, hours later
I discover my glasses
Sitting all this time
on the top of my head
Remembering for some reason
That I needed my glasses
But the moment’s gone
and it’s time for lunch!
PAD, Day 5… a metamorphosis poem.