Today's early bird prompt is to write about your favorite bird. Granted the gift of impeccable sight, He nests in an eyrie of incredible height. The king of birds by every right, His kingdom shrinks due to human blight. He is strong and powerful, not prone to fright. He kills for food, not to prove his might. The avian master of both fight and flight Makes grand the perch where he deigns to alight. A few years ago a bald eagle was brought into the school where I was teaching for an assembly. Now, I have touched a jaguar, held a python, and encountered a good number of God's beautifully dangerous creatures, but none had every inspired the awe and respect that seeing that eagle up close did. His talons, his beak, his eyes, his posture! He was so majestic, yet also somewhat terrifying. His head would snap around, not like someone looking in fear over their shoulder, but like a teacher snapping around to catch a student in his shenanigans. Anyway, this does NOT do him justice, but it's what came of today. We'll call it a warm-up! A bit of a cheesy poem for a bit of a cheesy prompt.
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I just find myself in a mood today. So I took the prompt from last April 30th and wrote a haiku about how I'm feeling. At the grand banquet Plates piled high with such options Shame I'm not hungry I love learning new things: languages, facts, skills, words.... Right now I am trying to learn Greek! Last year during NaPoWriMo, I learned a new poetic form called the villanelle. I tried it out a couple of times to get the hang of it, and this was my favorite result: I hope the only fever you are suffering from is Spring Fever! I've definitely caught it after hibernating all winter and now social distancing, staying home, self quarantining, and all that to avoid catching and transmitting a worse fever. I'm feeling the itch to be creative and am looking forward to some NaPoWriMo prompts to get me going! I don't do well with a blank slate, but I do enjoy the challenge of creating something within given parameters. What can I say? I'm a rule follower. This is one of my favorites from two years ago. The prompt was to write a poem following the structure of a poem in a language you don't understand and inspired by an unrelated image. |
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