For today's prompt, I want you to write a poem about an object (or objects). Though you don't have to confine yourself to straight up description, I do want you to focus on object and/or make it a central piece of your poem. One of the more famous poems of contemporary literature does this wonderfully in William Carlos Williams' "The Red Wheelbarrow."
Blind
perched out in the open
atop long spindle legs
cornflower turquoise against
a baby blue clear sky
hiding lazy hunters
Poem by Vanessa V. Kilmer © April 11, 2009
A Poem a Day at Poetic Asides
I loved this, Nessa!
ReplyDeleteSo very nice, I had trouble with this prompt. I hope tomorrow's is easier
ReplyDelete"hiding lazy hunters"
ReplyDeleteHeh-heh-heh, clearly I'm not a hunter. LOL
This old dog don't hunt
ReplyDeleteJus' put on my saddest eyes
Then whine moan and grunt
Maybe lazy, but surely wise
This computer at work
ReplyDeleteShudders and jerks
Must be dying, I say
It crashes each day
But the administrators all cry
A new one ain't in the budget
So you better just stuff it
And get back to work
Or you'll be out on the street
Down, discouraged and beat
In the middle of recession
Fire ain't no blessin'
amazing. all of you!
ReplyDeleteLazy hunters should be hungry hunters. They should come on out into the open -- they already have a gun, that's advantage enough.
ReplyDeleteha, this brings to mind a silly (and possibly politically incorrect) joke:
ReplyDeletehow do indians call a vegetarian?
lousy hunter
I admire your feeling for poetry.
ReplyDeleteLoved it.
Happy Easter!
Not being a hunter it took me a bit to understand.
ReplyDeleteVery centered poem.
I enjoyed this, but I actually don't know what a blind looks like.
ReplyDeleteTTWC: Thanks.
ReplyDeleteJay: I’m having trouble with them all, right now.
Cherie: Hiding in a blind does not seem like sport to me.
Tom: I only hunt in the grocery store.
Lily: Send them your poem. Maybe they’ll get the hint then.
Noe Noe: We are some sort of bunch, aren’t we?
Quilly: They should try it only with what they wwere born with.
Juliana: Good one.
Jientje: Thanks.
Dr. John: A blind is not something you see much of.
Weirsdo: I’ll point to a picture of it in the next post.
Nessa... what in the WORLD made you think to write about a blind? And I don't think I've EVER seen a cornflower blue one! Ours are ususally in the woods though... and camo. It's a great poem -- but I NEVER in a b'zillion years would have thought of that object!
ReplyDeleteMelli:
ReplyDeleteGo here to see my hunting blind.
http://goldennib.blogspot.com/2009/03/quivel-me-this.html
It is unusual.