To say “I’m writing poetry!” can feel pretentious or intimidating. At least it does to me. First thought is, I need to don a beret and feathered quill. Second thought: Who the heck do I think I am trying to write poems?
But after more than 900 days of trying, I’ve learned that my best poems come when I tell myself: “Nobody’s ever going to read it anyway,” and just have fun. Give it a try:
Poetry Challenge #56
Grab the nearest picture book, turn to the last page, the last words. Use the last line of text as the first line of your poem. And if you’d like, use the accompanying illustration as inspiration. Let the child in you run with it and PLAY!
If you’re at a loss, here’s one of the most famous last picture book line of all, from Maurice Sendak’s Where The Wild Things Are:
. . . and it was still hot
Kid’s Stuff Playlist:
*Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge more than 900 days ago. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.