Prompts for the Promptless: Honne is a Japanese noun referring to the behavior and opinions someone truly believes in– often displayed with one’s closest confidants.
Huh. I thought I just did that. And how come I didn’t know it was national poetry writing month? Do you suppose I wasn’t informed on purpose?
No matter, another poem probably won’t kill us. Well, me, anyway. I don’t know about you. I just hope poor Emily doesn’t roll over in her grave. Or come back to haunt me. Because I am about to update one of her poems.
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
Emily Dickinson (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
by Emily Dickinson
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
Your prayers, oh Passer by!
From such a common ball as this
Might date a Victory!
From marshallings as simple
The flags of nations swang.
Steady—my soul: What issues
Upon thine arrow hang!
A Prompt! Help! Help! Another Prompt!
by grandmalin
A prompt! OMG, another prompt!
Give me a break you guys.
Such a seemingly simple request
Might cause INSANITY!
You prompt and prompt and never stop
The stress is making me mad.
Hold on, my soul: No worries
Just write something really bad.
The only thing I like better about Emily’s poem compared to mine is the use of the word “swang”. That is a truly awesome word.
And this post, my friends, should prove once and for all that poetry writing and appreciation is really not my strong point.
The Trifecta Challenge this week is 33 words about anything you want. Your piece must include at least one
hyphenated compound modifier.
Now see freaked-out me completing a first draft which ended up being exactly 33 words. So it’s as is, with very little editing. Why mess with a happy accident? Next time I will try to be more cheery.
In my mind, April is my brothers month, just like May is mine, and June and November belong to my sisters. He was born on the 19th, a Good Friday in 1946. It’s been half a year already since he was ‘stolen’ from us, no longer a child of course, but still a child of the earth and the universe and lost to us much too soon.
So here’s a rather melancholy tune for our last April Friday. Poetry set to music. I guess I’m still in my saudade mood. Bring on the rain.
A fairy offering wishes, illustration by John Bauer to Alfred Smedberg’s The seven wishes (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
The Stolen Child
(Words by W.B.Yeats-Music by Loreena McKennitt)
Where dips the rocky highland
Of Sleuth Wood in the lake
There lies a leafy island
Where flapping herons wake
The drowsy water-rats
There we’ve hid our faery vats
Full of berries
And of reddest stolen cherries
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Where the wave of moonlight glosses
The dim grey sands with light
By far off furthest Rosses
We foot it all the night
Weaving olden dances
Mingling hands and mingling glances
Till the moon has taken flight
To and fro we leap
And chase the frothy bubbles
Whilst the world is full of troubles
And is anxious in its sleep.
Dream Fairy (Photo credit: Alexandria LaNier)
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Where the wandering water gushes
From the hills above Glen-Car
In pools among the rushes
That scarce could bathe a star
We seek for slumbering trout
And whispering in their ears
Give them unquiet dreams
Leaning softly out
From ferns that drop their tears
Over the young streams
The Visit (Loreena McKennitt album) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Away with us he’s going
The solemn-eyed
He’ll hear no more the lowing
Of the calves on the warm hillside
Or the kettle on the hob
Sing peace into his breast
Or see the brown mice bob
Round and round the oatmeal chest.
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand
For the world’s more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
Trifextra challenge – We are giving you three words and asking that you add another 33 to them to make a complete 36-word response. You may use the words in any order you choose. Our three words are
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