Welcome to our W3 Poetry Prompt, which goes live on Wednesdays at The Skeptic’s Kaddish.
You may click here for a fuller explanation of W3; but here’s the ‘tldr’ version:
The main ingredient of W3 is a weekly poem written by a Poet of the Week (PoW), which participants respond to in verse.
The second ingredient is a writing guideline (or two) provided by the PoW. Guidelines may include, but are not limited to: word counts, poetic forms, inclusion of specific words, and use of particular poetic devices.
After four days, when the prompt closes, the PoW shall select one participant’s poem as the W3 prompt for the following week, and its author becomes the next PoW.
Simple enough, right?
Okie dokie ~ Let’s do this thing!
I. The prompt poem:
‘In Praise of What is Private’ by Steven S. Wallace
Were I to say what truly mattered Upon whose winds my hopes are scattered My voice I would lift up in praising The ever clever turn of phrasing That speaks in riddled kabuki notes Smiles, shakes hands and counts the votes At all times cultivating ease Starting scenes that only please Behind the glint of twinkling eyes Refrigerates an icy prize That privacy has sealed up tight You — my circling satellite Secrets on the midnight ceiling Vaulted locked never revealing This my love — what truly mattered My shell facade has just been shattered
II. Steven’s prompt guideline
- Read ‘Superiority to Fate’ by Emily Dickinson… then write a poem with no restrictions on form, rhyme, meter, etc.
‘Superiority to Fate’
Superiority to Fate Is difficult to gain ’Tis not conferred of Any But possible to earn A pittance at a time Until to Her surprise The Soul with strict economy Subsist till Paradise.
III. Submit: Click on ‘Mr. Linky’ below
In order to participate and share a poem, open up this blog post, outside of the WordPress reader. At the bottom, just below these words, you will see a small rectangular graphic with the words ‘Mr Linky’. Click on that to submit.
Submissions are open for 4 days, until Sunday, October 9, 10:00 AM (GMT+3)
Last week’s W3 poem
This week’s W3 prompt poem (above), composed by Steven S. Wallace, was written in response to last week’s W3 prompt poem, which Deepthy wrote:
‘Blinding Noise’ by Deepthy
Fiery red does my soul burn and sizzle, With eyes shut – lost, drowning in noise so bleak; Purple, yellow and neon green; chisel These puzzling monochrome thoughts – rather meek; Drowning in boundless, brownish worlds; to seek Vision in pearls, among chaos so black, With stunning ruby words stabbing the back, I curl up in this sapphire dream of peace Emerald promises, speech so lilac, And pastel hopes this blinding noise will cease.