Noir

She steps

out of the

fog that

hangs around

until noon

every day

this time

of year, furtive,

turning to

see if he

is still following,

the one who

knows about

the stain on

her best coat,

the one she

left under

Santa Monica

Pier.

By RHaworth (Roger W Haworth) (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Day 9: Write a Hunter or Hunted Poem

By Jennifer Barnard (originally posted to Flickr as Prey) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons (Use of photo does not imply photographer’s endorsement of the text)

For Day 9 on Robert Brewer’s blog, read and write hunter and/or hunted poems. Click on the link to add your own.

2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 9 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.

Here is mine:

Hunter

A cat from

somewhere

in the neighborhood

has leaped

our cedar fence

and settled

herself, uneasy,

in the snow

under our

bird feeder.

She doesn’t

seem to know

she has no

summer cover

and no bird

will come close

as long as she

is there. Besides,

she is much more

than well-fed.

What draws her

she couldn’t

explain, even if

she had words:

rain forest

shadows in

the blood.

Write a “Bright” or “Dark” Poem for Robert Brewer’s Blog

This is Two-fer Tuesday on Robert Brewer’s blog.  Today’s assignment is to write a poem suggested by the word bright, the word dark, or both.

2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 2 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s mine:

Bright

Blinding

emergence

from pulsing

red heat

beating darkness

unconscious

junction unaware

of unseen realities

of separation

promising brightness

at the end of

a pressing tunnel

blinking screaming

at bloody murder

of beginning

and all blinding

divisions gradually

emerging

from icy light.

WD Poetic Form Challenge: Write a Rondel

Hurry, tommorow is the last day to submit your Rondel to Robert Brewer’s Poetic Asides blog.

Read what others have submitted, then post your own. It’s engrossing.

WD Poetic Form Challenge: Rondel | Poems | Poetry | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s mine:

The snow drifts down
like feather lace,
a wild goose case
confounds the town

draping a gown
of ivory grace,
a wild goose case,
the snow drifts down.

Between verb and noun,
between form and space,
between plot and place–
love and renown–
the snow drifts down.
Linda J. Armstrong, 1/9/13 All rights reserved.

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 202 | Fictionalized True Event Poem | WritersDigest.com

Today’s challenge on Robert Brewer’s blog is to write a poem that fictionalizes a true event. �If you want to give it a try, click on the link.

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 202 | Fictionalized True Event Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s mine:

Going Home

On the bus

from my new

home to my

old one,

to catch

a last smile

from my

dying father,

I looked

out the window

at a familiar

pass shrouded

in forest fire

smoke, but

off to the right,

there was a

clearing, unseasonably

green and glowing,

like one of his

paintings and I

knew he was

finally home.

Linda Armstrong, 12/19/12. All rights reserved.

via Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 202 | Fictionalized True Event Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Write a Poem About Birth

We are nearing the end of the Poem a Day challenge on Robert Lee Brewer’s blog. It has been an interesting experience. I will either continue with my own prompts or find another community. You are certainly welcome to join me by posting in the comments.

Today’s prompt at PAD is to write a poem about giving birth. Click on the link to add your own. You can join in any time.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 29 | Birth Poem | Experience | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s mine:

I kept telling

myself that

the Queens of England

did this

as I lay on the table

under blazing lights

coming undone

the most

private places

in full view

of strangers,

And then, the doctor

said, “He’s going

to be smart.”

A nurse said,

“What a pretty

little face.”

It was like

the blessing

in a fairy tale,

especially when

eyes still blue

as heaven

cast their

virgin gaze

on me.

Linda Armstrong, 11/29/2012, All rights reserved.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 26 | Collection Poem | WritersDigest.com

Today’s challenge is to write a collection poem. Not everyone collects things, but a glance around our house would tell you that my husband and I do. He does it in a more organized way. My gatherings are distinctly haphazard.

Click on the link to go to Robert Lee Brewer’s blog and read the contributions of others. Then, add your own.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 26 | Collection Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s mine:

JPEGs

They fill

the silvery

surfaces of

computer disks,

the hidden

resources

of external

drives, cloud-tops

from long flights,

footprints in snow,

drifting gold

leaves, glinting

sun on summer

lakes, blossoms

in spring orchards,

baby faces,

smiling friends,

all of them

held in virtual

memory, formatted

in universal jpeg.

Like Midas, I run

them through

my fingers,

longing to

hold on.

Linda Armstrong, 11/26/2012. All rights reserved.

Write an Opposite Poem

Today’s challenge on Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides Blog is to write an Opposite poem, using a previous challenge post as its basis. If you have not been participating, you can scan the previous prompts on the blog and take the opposite point of view, choose a poem by a famous poet and write a contrary reply, or do the same with a poem of your own. I looked over the poems I have written for the challenge this year and decided to use the one I wrote yesterday, “The Truth About Art.”  I wrote “Lies About Art.”

To read a fascinating collection of replies to this prompt, click on the link, and then, if you feel inspired, add one of your own. Anybody can join in the fun. You have to register for the blog to post, but it’s very easy.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 25 | Opposite Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s my poem:

Lies About Art

The harder

it is the better,

after all,

it’s about

the skill,

the height

of the leap,

the length

of the note,

the flawless

reproduction

of a photograph

in an unforgiving

medium.

The best

is dearest,

after all

experts know

a fine

investment

when they

see one

and no

great poet

has died

unknown.

It takes

years to learn,

after all,

the wheel

has been invented

and there are

so many

conventions

to attend.

Besides,

who would

want

to be called

a child?

Linda Armstrong, November 25, 2012. All rights reserved.

Looking Back at the PAD Challenge and a Matches Poem

The very first prompt this month on Robert Lee Brewer’s blog was to write a Matches poem.  I was looking back because today’s assignment is to write an Opposite poem using a previous challenge entry. I realized that I have not linked to the first few poems and this could be a problem because I want a convenient way to gather them to submit for chapbook consideration.

You can enter the competition, too, even if you haven’t been posting or writing every day. Just choose your 20 favorite prompts from the month and write to them. Then watch for submission information early next month.

2012 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 1 | Matches Poem | WritersDigest.com.

Here’s my “Matches” poem.

We’re a match,

the two of us,

you with your

temper and me

too tempered

you with your

careful pacing

and me

with my wild

last minute

dashes.

We’re a match

of seeming

opposites, seamed

so closely together

that sometimes

there is no space

between us

like sky

and sea at

sunset on the

Pacific.