PROMPT #177 – “A SPARK OF IDEAS”

Create a poem inspired by a line in a Margaret Atwood poem: “We Are Learning to Make Fire!” You determine what your “fire” is and tell us about it:

WALT’S FIRE STARTER:

WITH WORDS

I’ve learned to walk with words,
stroll with their sounds and rhythms.
Within them I have found my purpose,
to write in the verse that lives buried deeply.
I may stumble and fall, but all-in-all
I pick up where I left off and carry on.
On a poetic journey of life,
I learned to walk with words.

(C) Walter J. Wojtanik, 2014

PROMPT #176 – “THE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS”

It’s been an interesting week in Buffalo, NY. The reports on the news showed the massive storm that had ravaged the area, dumping from a measly 8.5 inches in the city, to seven and a half feet in suburban areas.13 deaths are attributed to the storm.

I’ve heard reports of “enterprising” people charging up to $900 cash to clear a driveway, giving the “City of Good Neighbors” a few black eyes.

But you also heard many more stories verifying that moniker. People helping people, neighbor helping neighbor. Write of a situation where someone helped you when you needed help. Or write about your largess during someone’s distress.

My poem will be posted shortly.

LET IT SNOW?

snowed in

Thankfully this is NOT Walt’s door. I think…

While Walt’s in the throes of the lake-effect snows, and freezing white fluff stacks above his ‘stached nose, and he wails of the woes of his poor frigid toes: his internet service just froze.

It all blows.

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Have you SEEN the photos and reports of the Buffalo area? Poor Walt! And who is he thinking of? He’s thinking of you all, as you gather out here in the warm garden to pick up the In-form Poet Wednesday prompt and root out your poetic responses. Well, how about if we use these next few days to simply write poems that will pile up higher than the lake-effect snow, and warm his heart when he finally digs out.

Hugs across the miles to him, and to you all!

Marie Elena

ANNOUNCEMENT: FLASHY FICTION FRIDAYS

A Message from Rob Halpin – 3″F” Administrator:

A New Home

Flashy Fiction Friday is relocating…sort of.

Starting with the prompt on 7 November 2014, the weekly writing prompts are now hosted here on WordPress.

The old Blogger/Blogspot location (http://flashyfiction.blogspot.com/) will remain online, but will not host any new writing prompts.  Of course, the plethora of writing prompts in the Archives are certainly still worthy writing prompts –please visit them, read others’ stories, and add your own, if the prompt inspires a flashy fiction.

So, please bear with us while the dust settles and we experiment with different trappings for our new digs.

PROMPT #175 – “GETTING TO WORK”

Write a poem about an inanimate object getting ready to perform its function.

WALT’S NUDGE:

‘SNO BUSINESS

Is this guy crazy?
It’s damn cold out there!
There’s a foot of snow
and he expects me too throw
it over there? I’m a slow starter
when it’s cold out. I’d rather
be a hold out, but he’s ready to blow!
I’ve got to go. This sidewalk
isn’t going to clear itself!

(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014

 

INFORM POETS – SHADOW SONNET

The Shadow Sonnet was created by Amera M. Andersen, and may be written in any sonnet style. The Shadow takes place at the beginning and ending of each line as the words are identical or homophonic. Since all poetry was originally meant to be sung or recited out loud, homophonic words are acceptable, these are words that sound alike such as “see and sea”, “there, their, and they’re”…  (Rules: 14 lines, 9 or 10 syllables per line.  Iambic pentameter is not necessary.)

ME AND MY SHADOW:

IN A TIMELY FASHION

We come to gather together and we
all bring something to the table, we all
give a piece of ourselves to those who give
us much to augment these lives given to us.

Why wait ’til it’s too late? Why wonder why?
Go forth now, do your best for those who go
out of their way to help others out.
There’s no doubt that time will work against their

best plans. But, It stands to reason that the best
part of my season should become a part
of your mind set, too. Get used to giving of
your heart and start to feel the goodwill your

giving will cause. I’m all about giving.
I am Santa Claus. It’s time that I am!

(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014

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For those who may have missed Marie Elena’s interview with the remarkable Benjamin Thomas, I encourage you to do so. Find it at this link: http://poeticbloomings.com/2014/11/11/poet-interview-benjamin-thomas/.

 

PROMPT #174 – “TO HAVE AND TO HOLD”

Our lives are moments handed down from generation to generation upon which we build a new version based on this foundation. Our lives appear to be heirlooms. Today, write about an heirloom, memento, or keepsake. Describe it, from whom it was given and strength of the attachment.

WALT’S SOUVENIR:

Tarnished and dented; a bauble of a bygone day.

GRANDFATHER’S WATCH

Rake in hand, a furrowed brow.
A bandana handkerchief to relieve
the flop-sweat of a mid-summer’s day.
Calculating time by the shadow fall,
verified by a spy of the golden watch
chained to his belt loop.
My grandfather kept time.

And there came a time when
it was no longer relevant to my hero;
neither time nor the watch.
His body was breaking down, eyes dimmed,
hands no longer nimble to work
or keep time. The watch too had stopped
after his frail hands had dropped it
one too many times. Now, I’m the owner
of a broken watch inscribed
with the name of my timekeeper.
Memories of my grandfather mark time.

 

(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014

INFORM POETS – HADRON

“A quark is an elementary particle and a fundamental constituent of all matter. Quarks combine to form composite particles, the most stable of which are protons and neutrons which join to form hadrons, the heart of atomic nuclei.”

To a poet, words are our quarks, and when joined together they form elementary poetry. A HADRON is an untitled poetic form consisting of just twelve words. The fundamental of brevity is the key. It offers two random glimpses of complimentary thoughts, (the proton and neutron) to form our hadron poem. Created by Walt Wojtanik.

LINE 1: Use two words to set the subject.
LINE 2: Three words that relate directly to subject of LINE 1
LINE 3: two words completing the thought begun on LINE 2, describing it.

The next three lines convey a new thought related to the first in an abstract way:

LINE 4: Two descriptive rhyming words
LINE 5: One word setting up the action conveyed in
LINE 6.

No passion.
Empty hearts lacking
love’s backing.
Unfulfilled, chilled;
shaken,
not stirred

© Walt Wojtanik

Heavy burden.
Weights on shoulders
like boulders.
Aching, breaking;
quaking,
knees shaking.

© Walt Wojtanik

Race cars.
On track winners;
wheel spinners.
Inviting, exciting;
real
nail biting.

© Walt Wojtanik

Poets ponder
words to express;
to excess.
Daring pairings;
preparing
to rhyme.

© Walt Wojtanik

PROMPT #173 – ALL ABOUT THE BENJAMINS

Sometimes a simple quote can inspire a whole new way of see things. Benjamin Franklin seemed to come up with some bits of worded wisdom that were certainly thought provoking. Here are a few of his quotes to feed your muse:

A penny saved is a penny earned.

Eat to live, and not live to eat.

An empty bag cannot stand upright.

Lost time is never found again.

A stitch in time saves nine.

The cat in gloves catches no mice.

Choose one quotation as the basis for a poem. Or use as many of them in your poem. Either way, it’s all about the Benjamins!

WALT’S ATTEMPT

FOR ONE MORE MOMENT

We miss those times
those fleeting moments
that we held so dear.
The sound of a baby’s laughter.
The smell of a mother’s kitchen.
The savor of a lover’s kiss.
The moment love touches two hearts.
We wish for another chance
to laugh like a child,
to be comforted by a mother’s caress,
to kiss that first kiss of love.
But, all we’re left are memories.
Lost time is never found again.

 

(C) Walter J. Wojtanik, 2014