Readers Digest PAD Challenge April 8th

“For today’s prompt, write a panic poem. There are any number of things a person can panic about, including severe weather, military invasions, or what to wear to an event. And while some may be more life or death than others, that feeling of panic is just as real for a person who has to get up and speak in front of a crowd of smiling strangers as it is for a person hiding in the basement of their house as a tornado approaches.”

The Threshold

I stand at the threshold

My heart beats fast and loud in my ears

The darkness closes in, heavy

I want to run but can’t move

I want to cry out but can’t speak

I don’t know what to do

I don’t know what to do

I don’t know what to do

Oh

Breathe in slow

1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Breathe out slow

1, 2, 3, 4, 5

My heart rate slows

The darkness weakens

I force my hand to turn and pull

I force my feet to move

Right 

Left

Right

Left

Standing

Outside 

In Sunlight


Catching up on PAD Challenge

I am a little behind in the Readers Digest Poem A Day Challenge for National Poetry Month. My daughter’s getting married in May and there has just been so much happening. My apologies. Here is my attempt to catch up. Read Day 1 and Day 2 here.

Day 3:  “For today’s prompt, take the phrase “(blank) of Love,” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles could include: “Water Bottle of Love,” “Smart Phone of Love,” “Toothbrush of Love,” “Tweet of Love,” or any number of blanks of love. I actually kind of love this prompt and am surprised I’ve never done it before.”

The Call of Love

It called to me from some strange beyond

beckoned me from within

I ran, chasing it anywhere and everywhere

but it eluded me

so I came home again

and it was here all along

Day 4: “Today is our first Tuesday of the month. If this is your first poem-a-day rodeo, then I have a special treat for you today, because I do Two-for-Tuesday prompts for these challenges. You can write to one prompt; write to the other; or try to do both. Totally up to you.”

Here are the two prompts for today:

  • Write a beginning poem. And, of course, when something begins, it often signals something else ending. Soooo, the other prompt is to…
  • Write an ending poem. Poem about something ending.

A Beginning and an Ending

In the beginning

was innocence

broken

corrupted

I walked blindly

in the dark of guilt

then light

showed me truth

led me

to redemption

freedom

restored innocence

a fitting ending

Day 5: “For today’s prompt, pick an element (like from the periodic table), make it the title of your poem (or part of the title), and then, write the poem. Anything goes from Hydrogen to Oganesson.”

Copper Sky, Obsidian Night

A golden sun

in a copper sky

fades

to a silver moon

in obsidian night

Day 6: “For today’s prompt, write a poem about a sound. The poem could be about a small sound, a loud sound, a happy sound, or a creepy sound. And yes, music sounds count as well.”

Sound of The Tundra in Summer

A stream gurgles over rocks and stones

Tundra swans whistle high

The wind hums across moss and lichens

A moose grunts 

as he lumbers through a pond

The eerie call of a Loon 

echoes, indescribable,

across the landscape

A salmon jumps

splashing in the river

The wild calls

to my heart

Share your poems in the comments!

April 2 PAD Challenge

For today’s prompt, write a “not today” poem. Maybe it’s normal to give in to outside pressures, but not today. Or maybe you’re usually very disciplined in your health and wellness habits, but not today. Or maybe you struggle to write poems, but not today.

I’ll Be Me

I’ll be okay

Like a pheonix from the ashes

I will rise

My eyes will be dry

My heart will stop screaming

I’ll stop searching the faces of strangers

I won’t be afraid

To love and be loved

I’ll smile and laugh

And kiss and hug

I’ll be strong

I’ll be confident

I’ll be me

But not today

Poem a Day Challenge

Reader’s Digest is having a poem a day challenge for National Poetry Month. I thought I’d give it a shot.  Each day of April they will give a prompt and the challenge is to write your poem based on that prompt.

This was today’s:

“For today’s prompt, write a reminiscing poem. In my mind, this means a poem that remembers something (a moment, a relationship, etc.). The poem could be kind of nostalgic or sharing lessons learned. But for those new to these challenges, you should know that I consider these prompts open to interpretation–so if you have another take, go for it.”

So here’s mine. . .

Soft Blue Cotton

Soft blue cotton

Peach fuzz cheeks

Tiny hands

Tiny feet

Eyes that saw

Into my soul

Thought My heart was broken

But didn’t know

What that truly meant

Till I had to let him go

What do you say? Try the challenge! Share your poem in the comments or on the Readers Digest site, or keep it to yourself.

 

Am I a Poet?

The other day I was listening to this Writing Excuses Podcast. It featured a guest speaker named Linda Addison, who is a famous writer and poet. At the end of the podcast she challenged us to write what she called a “life poem” using the line. “Driving through the tears”. Let’s just say I was inspired. A poem immediately just seemed to pop into my mind. So I tweeted it. Mentioning Linda in the tweet.

Here is my poem:

Driving through the tears

pulling strength from deep within

Biting back bitter words

Head held high, I walk away

I must admit it was pretty exciting when Linda followed me, favorited my tweet,and even commented on it. Does that give me bragging rights? I don’t know, one poem?

What was REALLY exciting though, was how listening to that podcast, thinking about poetry in a different way, and even writing that poem affected me. Suddenly I see poetry everywhere!

One example was a funeral that my husband officiated on Tuesday. The Pastor always follows the lead car and leads the hearse. My husband has an eye condition that makes driving slowly behind another car difficult, so I usually play chauffeur in these instances. As I was sitting in the car, looking out over the cemetery, this poem came to me.

Cemeteries are lonely places

People huddle with their grief in the spaces between stones

Time moves on

So do the people; but the stones remain

Is it good enough to publish. I don’t know. But it is another way for me to use my words, and it makes me feel something I can’t explain. I kinda like this new way of looking at life.

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