I began taking part in a weekly poetry challenge from Linda Kruschke during lockdown. I have collected my poems together on a page.
I have been updating the page each time I complete the challenge, but in case you have missed it I am adding this extra post with an example from the page. I have added a photo to a few of my poems.
‘For this week’s challenge we are writing about a Grand Plan. It could be something you have planned for the future. It could be an account of some villain’s nefarious grand plan. Or you could write about a grand plan that didn’t quite turn out. The sky’s the limit with this one.
Although, I suppose, you are limited by these odd paint chip words and phrases: fresh-squeezed, tongue-tied, green flash, rainstorm, blank canvas, tumbleweed, and under the sea. Because they are a weird conglomeration of words, I’m only going to ask you to use three. But bonus points if your plan is to use them all and you succeed.’
The Grand Plan
The Grand Plan was a week’s holiday –
A blank canvas of time to fill.
Breakfast with fresh-squeezed orange juice
And favourite cereal was a thrill.
The rainstorm blew up from a blue sky
There was a green flash; tumbleweed
Was blowing everywhere and then
A boat capsized. Folk had to be freed.
Under the sea was not the place to be!
A person, who was not tongue-tied,
Dialled Coastguard (999).
Had he been mute someone might have died.
The verses above are all fiction
Using the challenger’s choices.
It can be fun to write words
With ideas as from other voices!