I'm linking to their Word List for July, where one word was plucked from the last ten prompts.
Our challenge is to use at least three of these words and put it to a new poem.
The words are
fresh, burst, defy, chain, struck, forward, exchange, customary, prefer and close.
For me, my garden of wits and words today travel upon the wings of an art piece of mine, in need of a poem or two.
Hippotigris Lands on Planet Eris Year 2562
Oh mystical creature
Mister Hippotigris
of Planet Eris
aren't you just a Zebra?
I was utterly struck
by your gregarious bark,
braying and snorting
of our recent greeting exchange.
Neither moo-moo or neigh
but oh, so highly pitched.
Is that customary
from your Planet Eris?
Oh my, are those your teeth?
Or just another desirous
exchange of your home's port of call
on Planet Eris?
So soon before the Duchess of Eris Ball
begins?
Surely a most unusual, brilliant affair
of numerous animal fares.
I burst forward
if you so prefer
in close customary
conjunction
by deeply peering into my crystal ball.
You're without a leash or chain
and no further bark or brawl
but steadily grazing
among fresh bloomed iris
and juicy ripe strawberries
not to defy
logic by any fellow commentaries
just Planet Eris straightforward.
Oh mystical creature
Mister Hippotigris
of Planet Eris
aren't you just a Zebra?
I was utterly struck
by your gregarious bark,
braying and snorting
of our recent greeting exchange.
Neither moo-moo or neigh
but oh, so highly pitched.
Is that customary
from your Planet Eris?
Oh my, are those your teeth?
Or just another desirous
exchange of your home's port of call
on Planet Eris?
So soon before the Duchess of Eris Ball
begins?
Surely a most unusual, brilliant affair
of numerous animal fares.
I burst forward
if you so prefer
in close customary
conjunction
by deeply peering into my crystal ball.
You're without a leash or chain
and no further bark or brawl
but steadily grazing
among fresh bloomed iris
and juicy ripe strawberries
not to defy
logic by any fellow commentaries
just Planet Eris straightforward.
Note: The Mister Hippotigris hid silently behind the tall timbering greenery, to be seen at a later date.
17 comments:
It takes a poet to see an alien planet in a flower pot! This was a lot of fun to read.
"It" was barking, braying, and snorting though not a horse nor a cow, cause neither a moo-moo or a neigh. Lovely and funny!
You kept us wondering, the picture may or may not have a clue.
Enjoy your summer, Karen!
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Love your garden people, Karen.
I'm wondering what Mr. Gnome is thinking about all this.
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Who knew there was such a planet Eris in the future ~ A most unusual brilliant affair for sure ~
You have the imagination of a child who has had years to really explore it, Karen!
ALOHA from Honolulu
ComfortSpiral
=^..^= <3
this was a lot of fun, Karen, and I love the pic of your river. my 13 year old son would want to pace his kayak and fishing pole down it :). thanks for joining in the prompt, and hope to see you around again ~ M
I love the exploratory feel in your poem~ Fun to read and imagine!
We'll done, this looks like fun!!
I love the words that stick to the walls of your rabbit hole. The spaceships, looking at me while I fall, are quite stunning too. I like the smile on their teeth.
This was delicious, Karen!
Very entertaining! A fun take on the prompt. Thanks. k .
… so fun.
I take my hat of to your being able to use so many forced words and make it seem naturally your own choice.
Thanks for visiting my Alphabe- !
Love the diagonal landscape:) Also your profile pic with the little cutie is charming:)
Karen ~ lovely photographs and so magical ~ great post for H ~ thanks, xoxo
artmusedog and carol (A Creative Harbor)
This made me smile, a whole new world inside a poem, or a pot... magical.
That is quite a feat to be able to adapt and adopt so many words into a poem. Beautiful take Karen!
Hank
Fun angle...imaginative!!
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