COME ONE, COME ALL / April 15
by Carolee, Deb & Jill
It’s show time! It’s time to post your original poem, written in response to one of Monday’s prompts — which one did you do? — or any other inspiration from the week. (We love it when you write to our prompt, but we also love it when you write on a whim. We all know how fickle that muse can be.)
What did you write? Please leave a link to your blog post, or leave your poem itself, in the comments!
Let the show begin! This post is “sticky” — it will stay right here in the spotlight for you all weekend.
Here’s how prompts work under the Big Tent
You’ve got all week to write your poem, based on this week’s prompt. Come Fridays (today!) you’ll find a “Come One, Come All” post (this one!) where you can 1) leave a link to your poem or 2) leave the poem in its entirety.
We want to give you all weekend to post your work and read each others’ work. Take your time. Enjoy all the poems that are new to the world.
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Be nice. Have fun. Remember we aren’t a critique forum. We want to support each other as we bring more poetry into our lives. Only provide critique if someone specifically asks for it.
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Legend says prompt, thanks for the prompts,
I’m a little behind schedule. This one is from last week’s group of prompts, about a broken window:
is this thing on? testing, testing, my post keeps vanishing…
Huh, when I post a message with links to my poems, it doesn’t show up on the site. That’s weird. Oh well, click on my name to see my poems!
Sarah, if this is your first time on Bigtent, you are probably in moderation. Carolee et al are really quick about sorting that out, so don’t worry. I have already admired your sestina.
BTW if you repeat posts, it classifies them as spam!
Hmmm. But why would it let me through without links but not with links? I posted last week and got a message saying my post was awaiting moderation. This time they just vanished.
I don’t have a clue. So weird!
But I hope folks will go read a sestina or two. You’re at Day 33 in your run for a 100? Yowza.
Thanks for the encouragement, Viv. Sarah is not in the spam filter. Something weird is going on, but it isn’t manageable on our end. Your friend, Et. Al. :-)
My muse made me write about tax return procrastination: Tax Time, Already?
I was reminded of an old legend.
Here is mine:
Great prompts this week. I wrote a poem that starts with, “It’s not true that . . . ”
what isn’t true
Crazy busy this week, have four pretty simple ones so far, will do the other three as time allows this weekend:
Club house rules: Initiation
Nature ode: Honeysuckle
It’s not true that: What the Birther Said
Drunkenness: Four drunk haiku
here I am.
…about one sweet drunkeness :)
I didn’t think I could this on off, or, out, but, there ya go.
Okay, even I can’t comprehend my message. (BC-before coffee) I think the word ‘pull’ and ‘one’ are missing. Ugh. Happy Friday.
lol~ Sounds like me…
BC can be a difficult time for many of us…including me! LOL!
I wrote an ode to an inanimate object:
Ode to my tefillin
Here’s a few little ones for this week…
I liked prompt 7.
It just seemed so natural:
I’ve written a poem about dance. During the last week I videotaped some dancing against a canvas backdrop that I sewed and hung over bookcases in my tiny apartment. Then spent days editing it, a deeply creative process, through five full versions. Now I’ve written a prose poem on dance to accompany the video.
The Big Tent Circus is such a vibrant, warm, talented community. I’d love it if someone could come by…
Thanks! dance …indigo folio leaves
Went with the drunkedness thing.
Gotta love the club house.
Thanks for all your support. I REALLY appreciate all of you! Here’s mine for today:
here we go…
I decided to write about an inanimate object that (thought I had to criticize another in the process)
Hi Colin. Welcome to the Tent.
I did one. “Playing with Fire” is on my blog.
Still working my way through them. Good challenges
Hi, I’m new to Big Tent. I’m doing NaPo this year but I only used one prompt this week, the poem is here: http://intotherosegarden.tumblr.com/post/4614591069/on-drunkenness
Don’t think it’s my best work, but it filled my quota – and in the nick of time, too.
Hi Liz. Welcome to the crazy Tent!
Thank you! I’ll try to stick around after NaPo is over – after this, writing a poem a week will seem like cake (well, for the first month it will, at least…)
Here is my Ode.
Lol I just realize I revised the wrong prompt poem this week. I did last week one instead of this week. Oh well.
I have two poems this week. Couldn’t decide which one to post.
Hey! You’re writing! And I envy the revision process already. I’m barely writing a poem a day. :-)
Ah it’s nice to be out of a dry spell. As for revising, I’m so far behind.I probably have over 50 poems waiting for to revise.
Thanks for being here! My poem’s at
I did a five-minute “small” — http://another2doors.wordpress.com/2011/04/13/small-fish/
thanks for the prompts!!
This is my day 13 poem: The Effective Use of ALL CAPS.
(Not a BTP prompt.)
(Disclaimer: The poemer hasn’t been cranking out too interesting of stuff this week, but it is at least still cranking. For that I am grateful.)
and this one is “a prized object” (and mirror-poem) — http://another2doors.wordpress.com/2011/04/15/home/
Third in a series of poems that came from the prompt about pulling something out of your mouth…
Great prompts. I’ve gone for the nature one.
The one about ode to a thing in nature (and small).
It’s already the weekend and I am just getting started now!
Here is my ode to something in nature: Monsoon Rains — http://agnija-b.blogspot.com/2011/04/monsoon-rains-napowrimo-6.html
Loved all the prompts, but wrote a poem that begins with ‘It’s not true that …”
Here’s the link: http://umaathreya.blogsome.com/2011/04/14/prayer/
I started a bit late, but have been doing a poem a day all week. Here’s one in response to your “It’s not true that…” prompt
Inspired by the prompt, “Write a poem in which you pull a small object (toy? animal?) out of your mouth.”
I used prompt #3 and started a poem with “It’s not true that___”
Being small: Head of a Pin
Ode to a prized object: I’m Not One for Souvenirs, But
This is my first time playing along with the Big Tent prompts; I loved it! My poem is posted at another poetry forum, so I’m posting the text here. This is in response to the “pull a tiny object from your mouth” prompt.
Note to the picture of my mother that I pulled out of my mouth this morning
You confound me every day. You are not who you look like.
You are not you. Look at your small eyes and lips. Look at
your cheeks, apple-like. You hate apples. You eat them.
What were you doing in there with all those teeth, that
tongue? You have never liked small dark places: the crawl
space. the attic. the outhouse. You made my father go there
with you. Made him climb inside. But you could not both fit
in my mouth and now it’s you with your hair all wet. Oh how
you hate to be humid. Did you hide between the teeth?
Along the long ridge of gum? My mouth is sore and tired
and full of paper cuts. Your sharp edges. Yes, you confound
me. Every day, you are not who you appear to be. I pull you
again and again from my mouth. Somehow you always return
and oh how we hate for you to be in there.
Glad you enjoyed, Rachel. Welcome.
Wow – so much emotion and history here. Awesome.
Wow. Love how the title is a diving board with lots of bounce. All those details, rich & evocative.
Ode to prized object.
a joy forever
Last one! For the prompt of taking something small from the mouth: Sanginni
Can’t wait to see what next week holds…!
Today’s little haiku-like thing is about a few things I love in nature, but it’s not quite an ode:
sifting down through storm-flashed clouds
keeps its cold distance
(Also at http://lovesgoodfood.com/jason/posts/Day_17_2011/ , along with a bit on spark plugs, tiles, and a gorgeous old theater.)
You know what they say at Scrambled, Not Fried
Mine for this week:
A Song for the Infinitude
oops! i posted my poem last Wednesday and then forgot to come over here to comment. sorry.