Has your teacher ever said “This is a class, not a ‘fish market’…”
Well I tried to capture that ‘fish market’ in a haiku.
I imagine a fish market to be stinky, noisy and a mess of crowds of people who who just want fish. Which is quite a heap to put into a tiny, three line, 17 syllable haiku.
Anyway I did my best.DAYUM MY INTRO IS LONGER THAN THE HAIKU-
A foul stench of fish
Noisy crowds swarming about
They all want the fish
Hello. How’s everyone? Lets start!I am surprised I’ve been able to keep this up for eight days straight like damn
Day 8- Write a cinquain on a topic of your choice.
The sun
Is not here yet
Though it is much past dawn
Will it rise again or is it
long gone?
I am back yet again for day seven. Today’s topic is quite interesting so lets see what I can do with it.
Day 7- Take a walk until you find a tree you identify with, then write as a poem as the tree.
I don’t know why I’m here
I don’t know whether I belong.
Maybe I’m supposed to catch the clouds,
When they decide it’s time to fall.
My branches twisted and gnarly
Covered in hard, withering bark
I’m like and old dying apple tree
that lacks both apples and a heart.
I don’t know why I’m here
I don’t know whether I belong.
Maybe I’m supposed to carry mountains
When they come toppling down.
My leaves abandoned me,
They wilted away turning brownish- grey
I’m like a song
Whose lyrics ran away.
I don’t know why I’m here
I don’t think I fit in at all.
I just know that one day
I’ll be able to stand up strong
and say,
“I belong.”
Hey people! So the original prompt for day six was write a poem using your last Facebook status, but since I am not on Facebook I am using another prompt.
Lets begin!
Day 6- Write a poem holding the essence of your least favourite color.
Pink is a color ever so pretty
Like a tulip against the sky.
Pink is a color that is endless
Like love that will never die.
Pink is so much more
Than the color of femininity.
Pink is so much more
Than a color timid and shy.
Pink is boxed into categories
Lets break out from that box
And lets write in infinite ink,
That girls can like the color blue
And boys the color pink!
Hey guys!! This is definitely getting me out of writers block! Lets begin with day five. This was really hard😬
Tell me in the comments whether you understood the poem was about lemons by reading it!
Day 5- Write a three line poem about lemons without using the words-lemon, yellow, round, fruit, citrus, tart, juicy, peel or sour.
A pretty golden mess,
Succulent, pungent, zesty
I love it but I hate it.
hEy GuYs! I’m back yet again. Hey guys…I’m back.Hey guys, its me!
You know what…lets skip the intro and just begin.
Day 4- Write a haiku.
Waves hitting the shore
A pretty blue, tinted white
Waters calm but fierce
Hey guys! The topic for day three way very interesting but a little bit hard. I tried it and my poem turned out a mess so I am altering the prompt a little. The book I opened was Ghost by Jason Reynolds and the first word I saw was sunflower seeds.
Day 3- Find the nearest book of any kind. Open any page and use the first word you see to make a haiku.
Little specks of brown
Birthing golden sunflowers
Giving life to light
Hey! I’m back! The topic for the second day is write a five line poem to the last person you texted. The last person I texted is my brother who moved away for college…so here we go.
Day 2- Who was the last person you texted? Write a five line poem to that person.
Its been months since you moved away,
I no longer see you every day.
When it’s morning for me it’s night for you.
When for me the sun is shining and skies are blue,
The same skies might be cloudy and gray for you.
Hey guys! Riya@Hmmm… has been doing this 20 day challenge, writing a poem each day on given topics to get out of her writers block so I thought I could join her.
Day 1- Write a poem where each line starts with a letter from your first name. It can be about anything, but not about you or your name.
Tensed whispers coming from the tinted blue sea
A hushed tone, a low voice and it speaks to me.
Ringing deep inside my unfortunate ears
A voice singing words that bring me to tears.
Hey! Short poem here. Hope you guys enjoy it!
I want to be a voice
For the voiceless.
I want to be hope
For the hopeless.
I want to be a friend
For the lonely.
But most of all,
I want to be me
For me.
The Pool Of Thoughts 