Exploring the Places No One is Talking About
The prompt this week was folklore. I chose to write about the Thunderbird from Native legend. Each Native tribe that has a Thunderbird story tells a unique version. My poem pulls from serval versions of the Thunderbird story. This is not meant to represent any one telling, it is simply for creative purposes. Thunderbird: Described
The theme for this week at writing group was cycles. I wrote about how celestial bodies were all interconnected. This poem was meant to be about constellations initially but it grew. I might actually workshop it a bit to clean it up and include some additional cycles like moon phases and potentially include additional constellations.
The prompt for this week was doorways. There are many types of doorways. I choose to interpret a book cover as one such doorway in the below poem. Let me know what abstract ways you think about doorways. Happy reading. So many doors, so many pathsSo many possibilitiesHow to select a single oneA single door
The prompt this week was movement. This little poem is a moment that all pet owners can probably relates to, that moment when your pet gets ahold of something they probably should not eat. I hope you enjoy this bit of everyday chaos while I go crawl back into my editing hole. I see you
It has been a while since I posted a writing group piece. I’ve been writing a lot of poetry lately in group, partly due to the fact I need something different since my big project is all pros. If you are curious about that project is it a much expanded (and updated) version of this
The prompt for writing group this week was to write about a battle. This battle could be real, fictional, or metaphorical. I went with an obscure battle that was ultimately fought because of pride. This is the Battle of the Book that occurred in what is now Sligo County, Ireland. You can read the full
This prompt was to write about lesser known cryptids. I selected the Enfield Horror, and originally I wrote a short story working to compaire the beauty of the night to the terror of the monster. However, I didn’t like the story so I wrote something else. Cryptids Lament Horror, monster, cruel epithetsIt’s not my faultI
The snow a couple weeks back cancelled our writing group for the week. However, we did have virtual meetup and share haikus about snow. These were easy and fun. As a reminder haikus are three lined poems with a count of 5-7-5 syllables. Elsa’s power coatsBear sniffs, Bear, slips, Bear slides…downFrost chills soft pup paws
This was a fun prompt. Everyone selected a book and then rolled 3 10-sided die. Based on the number from the die, we flipped to that page number and after reading either the first line or the whole page we were to continue what we thought might happen. I selected the Necronomicon by H.P. Lovecraft
So we missed the last writing group because I managed to sprain my ankle badly enough that I thought I broke it. Thankfully I did not but I was in a brace and on crutches for a couple of days. I did write this poem after the incident and I did share it with the
McGee Travel Tales 