W3 Prompt #37: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Intro

Dear friends,

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:

Part I

The main ingredient of W³ is a weekly poem written by a Poet of the Week (PoW), which participants respond to in verse.

Part II

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.

Part III

After five 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?

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Okie dokie ~ Let’s do this thing!

I. The prompt poem:

‘Fruitful’, a poem by Sarah David

tell me your story again
the one your brothers ignored
the one that made you curious
in spite of others' scorn

place your feet on this ground
under nature's open ears
the past deficient not in wealth
but in spirit, pooling tears
into cupped hands, upended now
and replaced with graced years

fill your basket with these blooms
picking from vines overgrown
reject the lies you were told
replace with compassion now shown

II. Sarah’s prompt guidelines

Write a poem:

• Of 14 or fewer lines;
• On the theme of “dreams”

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 5 days, until Monday, January 16, 10:00 AM (GMT+3)

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Last week’s W³ poem

This week’s W³ prompt poem (above), composed by Sarah David, was written in response to last week’s W³ prompt poem, which Murisopsis wrote:

‘The Breakup’, an Anagrammatic Poem by Murisopsis

Her breath kept her here
He beat, repeat, rape, repeat
Her burka trap hurt, puke, heat
Pure earth eater erupt
Puree hate eat
Take rebuke
Brute repute
Tear, break
True heart
But he put
Her hate
There