Definition

One must make a distinction however: when dragged into prominence by half poets, the result is not poetry, nor till the autocrats among us can be “literalists of the imagination”—above insolence and triviality and can present for inspection, imaginary gardens with real toads in them, shall we have it.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Words Count With Mama Zen




Morning, Toads!

Today, we're going to be Poe-ets.  Here's the drill:

  • go to your window
  • look outside
  • write about what you see, but . . .
  • make it scary!

That's it.  Fifty words or less.  Ready . . . set . . . go!


24 comments:

Jinksy said...

Goodness me! What a way to start my day. LOL. Sometimes an overgrown garden sparks the imagination!

Charleen said...

Well, this was fun. And like the commentator before me- certainly a way to start the day!

Ella said...

Scary would be the weather in my world...the cherry blossoms are late to their gig!

Hannah said...

Thank you, Mama Zen!!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Izy's interview posted ahead of MZ's post today so I have rescheduled it for tomorrow. Please come back to read it (it may not appear in the blogger feed again) as it features 3 poets who are very close to our hearts.

Thank you for another super challenge, MZ.

Vaishali Jain said...

Haha... So much happening around today. Thanks for this prompt, Mama Zen! :D

Grandmother said...

Fun prompt made easier by our dark clouds and fog.

Kay L. Davies said...

Oh, a Poe-et. Quoth the poet, nevermore.
Well, maybe just this once, as we're being asked nicely, I'll see what I can do.
K

Helen said...

Kind of scary when the wind sways our trees to and fro ..... roots are shallow, soil is porous.

hedgewitch said...

Right up my dark, gaslit, alley, MZ. Great challenge, and I hope I didn't cheat too badly. Back later to read.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Fun, kids! Thanks, Mama Zen. Looking forward to the interview tomorrow as well.

Marian said...

hah.

Mama Zen said...

I hope that you guys are having fun with this! I'll be around as soon as I can get a Mom break.

Emma Major said...

I wouldn't say I've had fun but it's connected my feelings to paper which can only be good

Tania A said...

Exactly 50 words. hope it's frightening enough.

Loredana Donovan said...

Oh, I can't do dark!

Sabio Lantz said...

That was fun -- I threw together a spooky, rough draft when I got home tonight and snapped a photo too. All in the futile but fun attempt to capture part of the richness of my mind's-eye-and-heart.

I couldn't pass up a prompt by the famous Mama Zen whose bizarreness resonates with me. But I must say, this exercise set a spooky mood for me. For indeed, the owner of this house died in this house -- alone. And for the next 5 days I am alone here while my wife and kids visit my in-laws across the state. They even took the dogs. All I have here are the chickens and the Degus to spook me.

Sabio Lantz said...

Oooooops, damn, I forgot the 50 word thing again. Damn.
I'm the kid that got in trouble all the time at school for not following directions.
Please feel free to delete my link.
Arggh -- 153 ! (well, it's got 50 in it!)
Sorry

Isadora Gruye said...

just a brief comment to apologize for posting my interview on the wrong day. Sorry y'all. I been working 15 hour days and plumb lost track of my days.
Lashings and apologies, in that order.

Margaret said...

My original idea was to write an uplifting Easter poem to my photos I took ... but thanks, Mama Zen (and Poe) for twisting that idea into something a bit grizzly.

manicddaily said...

Hey MZ! How you do you do it? So succinctly! I don't know! (But you do.) k.

Susan said...

Hey MZ, thanks for the prompt. This little one seeped out in sleeplessness. It scared me!

numerounity said...

Ooops. never too late, I suppose :)

here's my post- http://ektakhetan.blogspot.in/2013/03/man-in-mirror.html

Comments awaited

Poetic Soul said...

I'm gonna try this, sounds like fun