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.

Thursday, February 1, 2018

Eulogy for a stranger


Greetings Garden Dwellers and welcome to the Out of Standard, where I set before you a challenge to defy the conventions of a particular theme and find new places in the everyday. 
Today's prompt will encourage you to connect to the world swirling all around you. In specific, your own kind.  

Eulogy for a stranger
Pick one stranger you encounter today and write their eulogy. Imagine their triumphs, the funny little stories that you would want to share with their family and friends. The defining moments that you want to highlight based on only your initial assessment. 

That's it. The platform is yours. The mic is warm.

Keep in mind
Like every challenge, your poem must by newly written and not one which you have previously written which conveniently fits the theme.


So go now, my muddy buddies, and bring us back something shiny and new.


11 comments:

Toni said...

Really, really want to do this challenge. Of course, that means leaving the house! Hmm, you're on!

Vivian Zems said...

Hi Isadora! All I've done all day is see patients...so here goes...a poem from the dentist's surgery😆

Gillena Cox said...

This morning, the way to make groceries...

much love...

brudberg said...

I will check for strangers tomorrow... and come with something.... (not that I wish them dead or anything)

Toni Spencer said...

Interesting prompt! This means I shall have to leave the house! Let's see what I can come up with.

Susie Clevenger said...

I love the prompt. I had fun with this one.

Margaret said...

I DID take liberties with the rules of the prompt - I understand if you yank it ;P I DID try to do it according to the rules but it just wasn't working and was awful. I think this works better... I tried.

Jim said...

Fun, Izzy, thank you. It just so happened that yesterday I met this person I wrote of. Again today I talked with her and Mrs. Jim and I were with her for about an hour. She is a really nice person. Plus she drives a Ford Mustang, like I do. That means she has to be a nice person. p.s. She looks very healthy, so unless she crashes her Mustang or something else drastic she'll live for another seventy years.
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WildChild47 said...

What an amazing prompt - intriguing in so many ways - and such great reading in the responses :)

I ended up wandering a bit off course, but I think it still fits the gist of this.

thanks for hosting - and Hi, we haven't met yet - but it's my pleasure :)

Isadora Gruye said...

Such fun responses from everyone! I am getting around to reading and commenting on them all this afternoon!

Margaret said...

Wildchild 47 - unable to access your blog.