poetry 101 rehab: hiatus

Do you miss the Writing 201 Poetry course by the Daily Post? Then join this blogging challenge, Poetry 101 Rehab, that will provide your poetry fix!

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“A good head and good heart are always a formidable combination. But when you add to that a literate tongue or pen, then you have something very special.” ― Nelson Mandela

How does it work?

For several weeks now, each Monday at 01:00 pm UTC, Mara Eastern has published a poetry prompt along with her response to it, you can see them all here. Last week Mara announced that she is taking a blogging hiatus this Summer to focus on her dissertation. I will serve as locum “poet in residence” at the clinic until her return – and hope that I don’t lose any of her patients! I will continue to publish a weekly prompt exactly as before.

You are invited to answer the prompt, twist it or ignore it; write a poem of your own or share a poem by another author.

I would love to hear about your inspiration, your creative process or other poetry related thoughts, but this is 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 participate, 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.

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I will act as your host, and I’ll be here for you to reply to your comments, read your verses, like and comment. While my blog 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 HIATUS. My response below, a playful limerick, was inspired by Mara’s decision to take a hiatus. What will your take on the keyword HIATUS be? Blog about it in a poetry post and share your link below!

Hiatus

There was once a young scholar who lived in the East

Who decided it was time to face the beast

Swapping passionate blogging for dry dissertation

Imagine her consternation

When they all turned round and looked to the East

poetry 101 rehab: right

“There comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic, nor popular, but he must take it because conscience tells him it is right.”  ― Martin Luther King Jr., A Testament of Hope
“there comes a time when one must take a position that is neither safe, nor politic…”
―martin luther king jr, a testament of hope

 there was once a young man who flew a kite

who knew that nothing he did was right

he tried, oh he tried, to be heard

it wasn’t until the third

that he saw the light, and knew he was right


(a limerick for mara’s poetry rehab – right)

(and for lucile’s the photo 101 rehab – the clinic)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f/1.4 lens and…no editing in any app at all*

milk and alcohol

“i decided eventually
this ain’t doing a thing for me”

milk and alcohol, dr feelgood

don't mix it
don’t mix it

The boy wanted to wander with wonder along the way
Oh boy did he choose the wrong day
They advised him to avoid alcohol
Didn’t mention the doll
So later he longed for a lay

(a journey in the form of an alliterative limerick for day two of Writing 201)

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

(and for justine’s tea party #6)

*shot with nikon d700, 50mm f1.4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, two images combined with layers in photoshop cc, analog efex pro2, double exposure filter applied, no animals were harmed in the production of this post*

journey

(un)gleeful gurney
(un)gleeful gurney

He joined a jeopardous journey
Not gleeful about going on a gurney
They boxed his body and bones
With more than mournful moans
Imagine if they were too early

(a journey in the form of an alliterative limerick for day two of Writing 201)

(and for lucile’s the clinic – photo rehab)

*shot with nikon d700, 16-35mm f4 nikkor lens, edited in aperture 3, analog efex pro2, wet plate filter number 9, not gleeful about being underground*

photo first appeared in my post (the) walking (with the) dead on (one of) my (other) blogs belgianstreets