Showing posts with label mid-week challenge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mid-week challenge. Show all posts

Thursday, January 28, 2016

Bits of Inspiration ~ Keyhole

Hello talented poets! Today we will contemplate the view through a keyhole.

“Time is a keyhole, he thought as he looked up at the stars. Yes, I think so. We sometimes bend and peer through it. And the wind we feel on our cheeks when we do – the wind that blows through the keyhole – is the breath of all the living universe.”
– Stephen King, The Wind Through the Keyhole


Longing by KingaBritschgi on DeviantArt

"No decent man ought to read Shakespeare's sonnets because it was like listening at keyholes." Author: Virginia Woolf

Hans Zatzka (Austrian, 1859-1945) «Through The Keyhole»

 "Temptation is the devil looking through the keyhole. Yielding is opening the door and inviting him in." Author: Billy Sunday

So my talented poets today's challenge is to write from a keyhole perspective. It can be a glimpse on the inside or looking to the outside. You have complete freedom with only the usual restrictions...new poem, share...read the work of your fellow poets. Happy writing!!

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Bits Of Inspiration ~ Floral Explosion

Hello from the wetlands of Texas. Today I want to talk about flower petals, millions of them. In 2013 an international advertising company, McCann, flooded an area near the Irazú Volcano in Costa Rica with 3.5 tons of petals in an advertising campaign for Sony's 4K Ultra HD TV.




Photos: McCann



In case you are wondering I am not endorsing or selling Sony TV's. I am providing inspiration. The sheer visual beauty of the images is breathtaking, but just imagine addressing the sense of smell or touch as well. Can you imagine surfing through velvet brilliance or the sky smelling of orchids? Interpretation is wide open on this. I have also included some quotes about flowers to assist your muse.

“By plucking her petals, you do not gather the beauty of the flower.”                                                                                             Rabindranath Tagore

“If our destiny stems from our name, then I weep for the flower named Wilt.”                                                                                                   Jarod Kintz, 

“If you take a flower in your hand and really look at it, it's your world for a moment.”  ― Georgia O'Keeffe

“I morphed from a fly to a flower to a butterfly, which is like a combination flower and fly. I thought I was in love, but I was merely asleep.” 
― Jarod Kintz, Xazaqazax

 Please create a new piece for the challenge, add it to Mr. Linky, and visit your fellow poets to read what grew from floral inspiration.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Bits Of Inspiration ~ Spoems

Hello poets! Today we are going to dip into our e-mails and find the poetry in spam. Instead of grinding your teeth and hitting the delete button I want you to dig deep in your well of inspiration and pull verses from annoying. Shoot you might even choose your least favorite poetry form and put a spam spin on it.



Here are a few subject lines from my unwanted correspondence. 

The Gunshine State
Your Matches Are Waiting 
Celebrate Being Halfway
We Can Almost Hear The Easter Bunny
She Blinded Me With Science
Today's Maker Moment
Pink Ribbon Fleece
No Exam Required
Red Rocks Exclusive


There is even an institute for the preservation of Spam Poetry.

So poets choose from my selection of subject lines or your own waiting in your mailbox to craft your spoems. Be it humor or rant please write an original piece for the challenge, place it in Mr. Linky and visit your fellow word artisans to read what spam inspired them to write. 

(You can stick to the spoem definition in creating your poem, mix subject lines together, add your own words, etc. The creative door is wide open.)

spoem (ˈspəʊɪm) 

Definitions

noun

(informal)
  1. a poem made up entirely from the subject lines of different spam emails
  2. a random sequence of words in the subject line of a spam email, generated to fool spam filters