Do you miss the Writing 201 Poetry course by the Daily Post? If so, then join this blogging challenge and let the poetry flow!
How does it work?
Feel free to answer the prompt, twist it or ignore it; write a poem of your own or share a poem by another author. Write about your inspiration, your creative process or other poetry related thoughts, but this is in no way obligatory. Nothing is obligatory in this challenge. The idea is to get together, talk poetry and have fun!
How can you take part?
Anyone can take part, anytime you want. Publish your poetry post and add a link to it by clicking on the Poetry 101 Rehab badge below or share your link in a comment. Use the tag Poetry 101 Rehab, so we can find each other in the Reader.
I will act as your host, and I’ll be here for you to reply to your comments, read your poetry, like and comment. While this post is the starting point for the challenge, do visit fellow poets in the link-up and chat to them on their blogs!
This week’s prompt is FATHER.
father
why
father
did you die
father
so soon
father
before
father
we really talked
father
why
father
did you die
father
so soon
father
before we really knew
father
each other
father
now i am
fa(r)ther
away
but, what
about my (own)
son
so
father
why?
My starter for ten, entitled FATHER was inspired by my decision to take part once more in the WordPress Writing 101 course which I previously took back in April of this year. Today’s prompt from Cheri is to explain why I write. I may be bending the rules a little by combining the first prompt for the course with the Poetry 101 Rehab but there is a link. I write for many reasons. I write because, well because I enjoy doing so, I write to express myself, I write to put things down on paper (or at least on screen) that are best out of my head, writing about difficult things can be cathartic. I write because I love to communicate, and I want to write better and communicate better.
And I write because I can. I think.
What will your take on the keyword FATHER be? Blog about it in a poetry post and share your link in the comments section of this post and by clicking on the Poetry 101 Badge above.
(image shot with nikon d700 and nikkor 50mm f/1.4 lens at ISO6400, 1/30s and f/1.4 in available light, edited in lightroom cc and analog efex pro and submitted to Lucile’s photo 101 rehab, let the writing commence…)
WordPress Writing 101 (November 2015): Day 1
Whew. Hard one to read, Andy…..
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Thank you for reading it Lois, I’ve decided to take the Writing 101 course again, I was feeling a little down and perhaps stuck in the past with this one, may well strike out to happier places as the course develops (although my second contribution does rather cut against that statement). Always good to hear from you…thank you (again).
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Yes, I have read your second contribution….so darn good, though!
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Thank you Lois! And it’s actually good fun to retake the Writing 101 course after all… 🙂
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A bit of a ditty, written in about five minutes flat!! I might try and do something a bit more well, poetic, when I’ve got a bit more time. Anyhooo… here ’tis http://rebootingkaye.com/2015/11/02/father/ Thanks for the challenge!
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Your contribution is lovely, I never made peace with either of my parents before their deaths, and it’s well past time that I got over it, your words in your post help, thank you…
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after reading your poem, I want to run out of my office and go hug my father. He survived a stroke this past summer. I came way to close to losing him during those first days after the stroke.
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What better response to a pained and dark poem could anyone ever ask for? Thank you so much Melinda, give him a big hug and don’t let go.
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I will thank you 🙂
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Thanks for this great opportunity! Here’s mine: https://writersdream9.wordpress.com/2015/11/02/daddy-2/
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And thank you for a great and thought provoking piece that made me think of my own daughters…
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I did not write a new poem, because I had just written one within the past couple of weeks (published as part of a post on a casual blog). It was inspired by an email to myself, siblings, nieces, etc., from my mother about Father’s doing the yard work. My first paid job as I was growing up was assistant groundskeeper at the city cemetery. My father finally retired from his position as sexton in his mid-90s. My parents live down the road apiece, heading east, and we don’t leave town during the winter, and so we’ve been getting in some visiting this fall.
“Himself at (almost) 99” – http://wp.me/p5BCD4-fx
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Your poem was perfect Liz and I loved that last line…
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Oh My, this really tugs at the heart–beautifully done, Andy.
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Thank you, perhaps a tad self indulgent though and many have told me I need to ‘man up’ and move on…
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Seriously? Don’t listen to those jaybirds, Andy!! Write what you want, what you feel–I’ll be reading, pretty loyal, ya know?
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Thank you loyal reader, and friend…
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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Oh, and I just love talkative people…
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Really? I can out-talk anybody, usually wear them out too 🙂
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Not talking is way worse.
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See, that’s what I think too! Non-talkers drive me nuts…I actually broke an engagement with a guy because he NEVER talked…sheesh!
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That person’s loss I am sure.
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Well, I’m not the same person I was then–and I truly believe I wouldn’t be the “me” today, had I either stayed in my marriage, or married the non-talker. If I met someone today…which, I’m not looking/hoping for…I’d probably be a fairly good catch (unless a guy was still expecting the mid-twenties looks–those are well and truly gone!)–certainly, I wouldn’t be boring 🙂
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I’m sure you would be anything but boring!
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True enough–crazy-making maybe, but not boring 🙂
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🙂
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Yours is a difficult poem to read, Andy! I am sorry for your loss… my own dads are still alive and well, but I can feel your pain in these lines. My take on the prompt is from the beginning of life as opposed to the end… a moment of reflection of my own worries about what sort of father my own husband would be. As it turns out, he is and continues to be the most amazing and wonderful father to both our children and grandchildren… silly me. And to think I was worried!
http://motherhendiaries.com/2015/11/03/baby-daddy/
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Your poem is beautiful Dorreen and conveys well the emotions you describe, and thank you for your comments and continued contribution to Poetry 101 Rehab…
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Thanks… It is always a pleasure to participate!
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Hi Andy, here’s what I came up with this week 🙂 https://altheauthor.wordpress.com/2015/11/04/my-father-was-a-rich-man-poem/
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Hi Al, I love it, a great interpretation and life lesson all rolled into one tune!
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Thanks Andy 🙂 Sometimes you just get a song stuck in your head… even more rarely, the words make some sort of sense!
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Both happened this time which is great😃!
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Here ya go:
https://darklightharbor.wordpress.com/2015/11/04/father/
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Just read it, what a tale of real life horror…thank you for sharing and hope you have found real peace now…
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Working on it 🙂
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Here is my take on this week’s prompt https://oudeis2005.wordpress.com/2015/11/07/poetry-rehab-father/
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A great contribution…. ‘Oh.Wow. Painful. And familiar to millions. Perhaps.’
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