NYPC 11 Prompts
Prompt #1: Greetings, Poets! Okay, here we go…For your first poem—and continuing Gillian’s first-poem tradition to ease us all into this—
Write a haiku for some goodness that has happened to you this year. Feel free to create a haiku series of goodnesses if it’s difficult to choose just one. Ready…steady… go…
Prompt #2: Consider times in our lives when we are at the table, or someone has said, Come to the table. Write a poem for these times, or about the many sorts of tables (dining, negotiating, or even Periodic) we come to —or leave. For inspiration, consider this poem by our current U. S. Poet Laureate Joy Harjo: https://poets.org/poem/perhaps-world-ends-here Prompt #3: Write a poem in response to this idea: The Graceful Stumble. This is a prompt from the contest portion of our MoSt 8th Annual Poetry Festival, which will be held on Saturday, February 1st, 2020. The deadline for submissions is Saturday, January 11th, 2020. For more information, go to our website:
https://www.mostpoetry.org/event/8th-annual-modesto-poetry-festival/
Prompt #4: Write a poem in response to one or some (or all!) of these quotations, and/or use them as an epigram in your poem, or form the title of your poem from part of the quotation:
“There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.” (Douglas Adams)
“Out of every wandering in which people and places come and go in long successions, there is always one place remembered above the rest because the external or internal conditions were such that they produced happiness…One cannot divine nor forecast the conditions that will make happiness; one only stumbles upon them by chance, in a lucky hour, at the world’s end somewhere, and holds fast to the days, as to fortune or fame.” (Willa Cather)
“Stress is an ignorant state. It believes that everything is an emergency. Nothing is that important. Just lie down.” (Natalie Goldberg)
“If we can recognize that change and uncertainty are basic principles, we can greet the future and the transformation we are undergoing with the understanding that we do not know enough to be pessimistic.” (Hazel Henderson)
“The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift.” (Albert Einstein)
“I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.” (E. B. White)
“Those are my principles. If you don’t like them, I have others.” (Groucho Marx)
Prompt #5: Write a poem in response to this idea: Handling Earth With Care. This is a prompt from the contest portion of our MoSt 8th Annual Poetry Festival, which will be held on Saturday, February 1st, 2020. The deadline for submissions is Saturday, January 11th, 2020. For more information, go to our website:
https://www.mostpoetry.org/event/8th-annual-modesto-poetry-festival/
Prompt #6: Try your hand at writing an ode (a poem of praise) or an elegy (a poem of loss) to a mentor. (See more detailed descriptions by the Academy of American Poets below.)
In The Odyssey, Mentor was a friend of Odysseus whom Odysseus placed in charge of his son Telemachus and of his palace when he went off to the Trojan War. The personal name Mentor has been adopted in English as a term meaning someone who imparts wisdom to and shares knowledge with a less experienced colleague. (Yes, this previous sentence has been paraphrased from Wikipedia.)
Consider who your mentors have been; write an ode or elegy to them and their commitment, energy, enthusiasm, and other characteristics. Or, to whom have you been a mentor? Who needs mentoring, and how, and why? See if you can write your poem embracing some of these elements.
https://poets.org/glossary/ode
https://poets.org/glossary/elegy
Prompt #7: Write a poem in response to this idea: Notre Dame. This is a prompt from the contest portion of our MoSt 8th Annual Poetry Festival, which will be held on Saturday, February 1st, 2020. The deadline for submissions is Saturday, January 11th, 2020. For more information, go to our website:
https://www.mostpoetry.org/event/8th-annual-modesto-poetry-festival/
Prompt #8 (for December 22nd): Happy Winter Solstice! I guess you could call today’s prompt The Long and the Short of It, or Slow and Steady…
Write about a time when you had to do something slower than you’re used to because something “modern and efficient” broke down. OR write about doing something “the old-fashioned way” because you enjoy it. OR write about doing something carefully and meticulously because something important is at stake. OR combine all three elements…
For an example, read this poem by Maine poet Judy Punturo:
Cutting the Grass With Scissors
You do it
when there seems to be no other way,
when things have gone too far;
when the lawn mower balks
and even the weed whacker shies.
It’s slow, yes,
but surprisingly effective,
Grasp a handful, pull aside,
and shear, down near the roots,
and then you hold a sheaf like wheat
to harvest in a pile, or lay
like cushioned carpet on the path.
Sometimes spit bugs,
shaken from their frothy homes,
rest on your hand,
and then crawl on,
while copper beetles
scuttle for shade.
I like the intimacy
With a patch of ground,
The closeness and drawing in,
the sibilance,
the swish the grass makes
with the scissored snap of stems,
the way time changes,
stalls and disappears
with each slow slice.
Judy Punturo
Cutting the Grass with Scissors: Monhegan Poems
Prompt #9 (for December 23rd): Write a poem in response to this idea: Following a Thread. This is a prompt from the contest portion of our MoSt 8th Annual Poetry Festival, which will be held on Saturday, February 1st, 2020. The deadline for submissions is Saturday, January 11th, 2020. If you’ve not yet registered for the Festival, please check out the information on our website:
https://www.mostpoetry.org/event/8th-annual-modesto-poetry-festival/
This will be a wonderful day of poetry!
Ready…Steady…Go!
Prompt #10 (for December 24th): Write a poem about the photograph below—which I snagged from some random Facebook post a year or so ago and don’t know how to give credit. Since this is a pretty famous Eve, try incorporating some of what you see into a “Just before this…”/”Right now…”/”And then…” narrative. Consider having your title serve as your first or last line—or merely number it as if this poem were one in a series. Ready? Steady… Go~~~
Prompt #11 (for December 25th): There are a lot of holidays to celebrate in December! According to nationalday.com, there are several designated holidays between the 21st (Winter Solstice) and the 27th(National Fruitcake Day), including Chanukah, National Cookie Exchange Day, National Short Person Day, Festivus (!), Christmas, Boxing Day, Kwanzaa, National Candy Cane Day, and National Thank You Note Day. Whether you celebrate one, some, or all of these days, or have a favorite day of your own set aside for celebration or commemoration, how do you choose to acknowledge it? What sensations (sights, sounds, smells, etc.), objects, traditions, memories, and people come to mind? Write a poem no longer than 25 lines that explores these possibilities. For an extra challenge, write a poem about a holiday that doesn’t yet exist, but should. Ready…Steady…Go~~~
Prompt #12 (for December 26th): I’ve been carrying the words and melody of the carol “In the Bleak Midwinter,” (based on Christina Rosetti’s poem, and usually set to a melody by Gustav Holst) in my skull for a few days now, and still find myself gripped by by these lines:
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.
Here are a couple of versions to listen to/watch (after the annoying YouTube commercials):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U0aL9rKJPr4
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jwStDK2_qpw
Whether there’s winter snow where you live, consider this painting by Vincent Van Gogh entitled Winter (The Vicarage Garden Under Snow) as you prepare to write today’s poem:
Once you go to the Norton Simon site, you’ll probably want to enlarge, zoom, and/or pan the painting to notice the details. To the right of the picture are some bits of biographical information and some questions worth considering—to which I’ll add some other possibilities:
What is it like to work outside in cold weather? What things are under the snow? What secrets are revealed—intentionally or accidentally—when we uncover what’s been hidden?
Use any of the above stuff (the painting, the carol, seasonal sensations)—or anything that occurred to you while reading this—to write a poem set in winter, bleak or joyful, arduous or easeful.
R e a d y…Steady…Go~~~
Prompt #13 (for December 27th): Think back to a time in your childhood—or in the years since—when you collected something. (I pretty much went from putting together AMT brand car models to stockpiling record albums.) Maybe you were a philatelist, a numismatist, or cartophile (stamps, coins, baseball cards, respectively.) Whether it was these, or dolls, beer cans, license plates, or something less tangible (like regrets), write a poem in which the speaker is obsessed with her/his/their collection. Allow these objects to appear and reappear as often as possible.
Ready…Steady…Go!
Prompt #14 (for December 28th): Credit Where Credit is Due Department: I have adapted this prompt from one in the annual and excellent Two Sylvias Press Advent Calendar…
An earwig in amber. A ticket to the premiere of the Marx Brothers’ Horsefeathers. An advance advertisement for the iPhone XIX. What do you notexpect to find in an envelope that’s been sent to you (assuming you still receive mail)? Write a poem in which you receive something very strange in an envelope. Be sure to include details such as where the envelope was sent from, whether the address is handwritten or typed, what sort of stamp is on it, etc. For extra credit, lend extra mystery by having the speaker (whoever he/she/they might be) try to figure out who sent the envelope.
Ready/Steady/Go…
Prompt #15 (for December 29th): Another adapted Two Sylvias Press Advent Calendar prompt: Choose an event at which you were not present. This could be fictitious, historical, or actual. Write a poem that plays with the implications of not being present for an event. You weren’t there when Sal Paradise and Dean Moriarty met. You were absent when Grandmaster Flash pioneered hip hop DJing or the Berlin Wall came down. You forgot and missed your anthropology final exam in junior college. Whether your poem is fanciful or serious, make it real. For extra credit, choose a line from a piece of fiction, a quotation from an historical time period, or something someone might have said that time you, you know, weren’t there…
Ready. Steady. Go…
Prompt #16 (for December 30th): Believe it or not, yesterday’s Prompt #15 marked the halfway point of NYPC 11!
Okay, here’s today’s challenge: Listen to this live performance (after you’ve finished reading the prompt, of course)—
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S-Zyl4VwnLg
or to this one recorded in a studio—
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lT6tbnSYIMA
or both! If you can do so, try not to watch, but to listen—at least the first time. Now write a poem inspired by either performance/musical composition—or both, or one you compose in your head as you write.
ReadySteadyGo!
Prompt #17 (for December 31st)—What Are You Doin’ New Year’s, New Year’s Eve?—
Write a nocturne—a poem set at night. Maybe this will be a journal of a night vigil, or a prayer at nighttime. Perhaps it will be a lyrical exploration of the transitions and emotions that occur between twilight and first-light. Possibly it will be an account of an Eve (New Year’s, Graduation, All Hallows’, etc.) that went sovery wrong—or so very right. It may be a list of all the best ways to spend (or survive) a whole night—or the quest for those ways. Ready>Steady>Bonne nuit!
Prompt #18 (for January 1st, 2020)— Otherku
Okay, I know this is too simplistic: “Right, so a haiku, huh? Like we did in fifth grade—three lines, 17 syllables, 5/7/5, somethin’ about nature, right?” For this first day of 2020, try to see the form with new eyes, and create an alternate haiku.
Perhaps you’d like to try your hand—and fingertips for counting—at a lune, also known as the American Haiku. Here’s a brief description:
https://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poets/poetic-form-lune
Maybe your poem will have 7 lines, or 20, with syllable counts of 5/2/5/3/5/7/5/11/5/13… (in case you’re wondering, that’s 5 alternating with the first 6 prime numbers.) Maybe your theme ain’t nature, but pasta or particle physics. The important thing is to create your form; design the architecture, then let your wordplay find its way out. Enjoy—and Happy New Year! Ready—Steady—Go.
Prompt #19 (for January 2nd, 2020)
Today’s prompt is below, but first…As those of you know who’ve participated in NYPC before, each year we put together a chapbook of the favorite poems we’ve written during the 30 days of the Challenge. However, in order to have it ready by the January14th reading at the Barkin’ Dog, I need to ask those of you who wish to be included in the chapbook to submit your poems a little before we really end NYPC 11—and that submission date is roundin’ the bend.
You may submit any one poem written for any prompt of this year’s NYPC. Your poetry submission, of course, is optional; no one is required to send in a poem, but we’d really like to see your work. Send your poem to info@mostpoetry.org no later than midnight on Thursday, January 9th. This is a firm deadline; sorry, but we can’t accept anything after that in order to have the chapbooks ready by the Barkin’ Dog readings. Make sure you submit your poem either in the body of the email or as a Word doc. In the Subject line, please write NYPC Submission. More details in future prompts, but for now (whew, at last) here’s the prompt:
The Ballad of Ibrahim Cadwallader—In the tradition of Wendy Toftmyer, Jenny Entwhistle, Sam Tolan, Mr. Zocolillo, and Wendy again (Thank You, Gillian, for their inception), write a poem for/to/about a fictitious person named Ibrahim (or Ibrahima) Cadwallader. Perhaps Ibby has just decided to run for office and has come to you for advice; maybe he/she/they is being teased in your junior high classroom, or Cadwallader was the title of the first Turkish/Welsh album to last 50 weeks on the Billboard Techno/House charts (with Ibrahim as its songwriter and lead singer) and he’s asked you to collaborate on his autobiography. Or you just keep it very simple and write a day-in-the-life narrative poem about this character…or somebody else entirely. Have fun—and remember you are the only one who can write this poem!
Prompt #20 (for January 3rd, 2020)
As we know, the ancient Greeks used six different words for the concept of love: eros, or sexual passion; philia, or deep friendship; ludus, or playful, childlike love; agape, or universal love for everyone; pragma, or longstanding love; and philautia, love of the self. Here’s a more detailed explication:
https://www.yesmagazine.org/health-happiness/2013/12/28/the-ancient-greeks-6-words-for-love-and-why-knowing-them-can-change-your-life/
Once you’ve looked over the list and have considered which of these loves most applies to you, choose one that relates the least to you.
Write a poem that explores this type of love. Consider doing so as a prose poem without concern (at least right now) for line breaks—create your draft as something that looks like a prose paragraph. Here’s a more detailed description—with examples—of a prose poem, in case the format is new to you:
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/learn/glossary-terms/prose-poem
You can always revise your prose poem and break it into lines and stanzas. For extra credit—or to get a jumpstart on February 14th!—try writing a poem or poem series that includes all six forms of love—or create and write about a seventh.
Ready, (Go) Steady, Flow…
Prompt #21 (for January 4th, 2020)
Write a poem containing the words preempt, vivacious, lope, fractal, and warren. Colonel Looseleaf Harper’s bonus word is lambent.
Ready/Steady//Go///////////
Prompt #22 (for January 5th, 2020)
The Pantone Color of the Year for 2020 is Classic Blue. Here’s Pantone’s own description; scroll down to see previous years’ colors:
https://www.pantone.com/color-intelligence/color-of-the-year/color-of-the-year-2020
Write a “list” poem in the form of an blog or newspaper review, listing the reasons you like or dislike this choice of color. Point out the connections the color’s name evoke for you. For example, maybe “classic blue” might bring to mind Buddy Guy, or a navy peacoat, or Gainsborough’s The Blue Boy, or Levi Strauss’ first pair of riveted denim pants, or the cover of your favorite book as a child. Your review might be from the viewpoint of a philosopher, politician, art critic, or house painter. For extra credit, try writing your poem as a sonnet
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/learn/glossary-terms/sonnet
or a concrete poem
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/learn/glossary-terms/concrete-poetry
ReadySteadyGo…
Prompt #23 (for January 6th, 2020)
Write a poem in response to this untitled 2009 drawing by Kananginak Pootoogook:
If you’d like more information on him, or about the history and vitality of Inuit art, here’s some:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kananginak_Pootoogook
https://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/kananginak-pootoogook
https://www.ottawalife.com/article/inuit-art-traditional-yet-contemporary?c=2
https://cordmagazine.com/culture/art/contemporary-inuit-art-beautiful-tragic/
Ready……………………………..Steady…………………………………..Go………………
Prompt #24 (for January 7th, 2020)
Can I Get A Do-Over?
A palinode (or palinody) is an ode in which the writer retracts a view or sentiment expressed in an earlier poem. Maybe you wrote a poem to or for someone expressing love or admiration—or scorn and hostility—that you now regret, and you want to “take it back.” Think about a poem you have previous written—recently or long-past—(and if possible, find that poem) and write a retraction of it. Be-it-ever-so-humble, Wikipedia has some examples:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Palinode
Perhaps your poem will take the form of an apology or amends, or you can always claim that somebody else wrote that earlier poem…Recant, rescind, abjure away! Ready&Steady&Go…
Prompt #25 (for January 8th, 2020)
As I write this, 2020 seems to be getting off to a dark start in many places on our planet. As an antidote or opposite to that, write a poem of the human need for connection, awareness, and/or light. Do not use those words in your poem.
This prompt got started when 2019 wasn’t done with itself, after I reread a favorite poem by William Stafford. Perhaps you’ll find something here to accompany your poem on its journey.
A Ritual to Read to Each Other
If you don't know the kind of person I am
and I don't know the kind of person you are
a pattern that others made may prevail in the world
and following the wrong god home we may miss our star.
For there is many a small betrayal in the mind,
a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break
sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood
storming out to play through the broken dike.
And as elephants parade holding each elephant's tail,
but if one wanders the circus won't find the park,
I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty
to know what occurs but not recognize the fact.
And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
a remote important region in all who talk:
though we could fool each other, we should consider—
lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark.
For it is important that awake people be awake,
or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep;
the signals we give — yes or no, or maybe —
should be clear: the darkness around us is deep.
William Stafford
The Way It Is: New and Selected Poems. Copyright © 1998 by William Stafford. Reprinted by permission of Graywolf Press.
Prompt #26 (for January 9th, 2020)
Less than a day after writing yesterday’s prompt, I watched a CBS Sunday Morning segment on David Byrne, the principal songwriter, singer, and guitarist for Talking Heads. In it, he discussed one of his current projects: an online magazine called Reasons to Be Cheerful. Here’s some information on the magazine, and website itself:
https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/david-byrne-online-magazine-reasons-to-be-cheerful-876091/
https://reasonstobecheerful.world/
Write a poem with that title—“How to Be Cheerful”—in an authentic voice—or an ironic one. Here are some other options:
Write a Part II/conclusion/continuation to the poem you wrote from yesterday’s prompt;
Write a poem entitled “How to Be _____________,” a “recipe” or pedagogical poem with you—or your narrator persona—are the experienced expert. Maybe your poem is “How to Be a Middle Child,” “How to Be On the Right Side of History,” or “How to Be Quasi-Apathetic.”
Write a poem about a time when someone told you to “just cheer up,” or “walk it off,” or “turn that frown upside down.”
For extra credit, write your poem to music that seems to “harmonize” with the tone of your poem—or whose melody, rhythm, or genre is entirely antithetical to the flow of your poem. So whether it’s The Piano Guys or Arnold Schönberg, Beatles or Bebop, “meditation music” or Metallica: play and write on…
Ready, Steady, You Know the Rest…
Prompt #27 (for January 10th, 2020)
Read “Writing in the Dark” by Denise Levertov. (See below.)
Write a poem about writing under adverse or unusual circumstances or in strange places—maybe standing up in a crowded airport gate waiting area and drafting that poem that must be written, even if it means using a leaky pen on a grimy window, or using your pant leg as your writing desk, or…
R~S~G…
Writing in the Dark
It's not difficult.
Anyway, it's necessary.
Wait till morning, and you'll forget.
And who knows if morning will come.
Fumble for the light,
and you'll be
stark awake, but the vision
will be fading, slipping
out of reach.
You must have paper at hand,
a felt-tip pen, ballpoints don't always flow,
pencil points tend to break. There's nothing
shameful in that much prudence: those are our tools.
Never mind about crossing your t's, dotting your i's--
but take care not to cover
one word with the next. Practice will reveal
how one hand instinctively comes to the aid of the other
to keep each line
clear of the next.
Keep writing in the dark:
a record of the night, or
words that pulled you from the depths of unknowing,
words that flew through your mind, strange birds
crying their urgency with human voices,
or opened
as flowers of a tree that blooms
only once in a lifetime:
words that may have the power
to make the sun rise again.
Denise Levertov (Candles in Babylon)
Prompt #28 (for January 11th, 2020)
The Peace of Wild Things— Read the poem by Wendell Berry.
(See below.) Where do you find peace amid and/or because of wild things? Perhaps your poem about this will be an ode to a particular beach where the tides crash against boulders, or a sonnet
https://poets.org/glossary/sonnet
about a black phoebe on a backyard limb, or some other formal poem—a ghazal?—
https://poets.org/glossary/ghazal
about being stuck in freeway traffic and having the time to notice a delta of geese against the sunset.
By the way, the painting above is Looking Down Yosemite Valley (1865) by Albert Bierstadt.
THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
— Wendell Berry
(Breathe) Ready (Breathe) Steady (Breathe) Go (Breathe….)
Prompt #29 (for January 12th, 2020)
Because I couldn’t imagine myself compiling a set of NYPC prompts without including a Mary Oliver poem as “combustion” for a poem of your own, I offer one of my favorites. Respond to it/ borrow (i. e., steal wisely) from it in any way you like:
West Wind #2
You are young. So you know everything. You leap
into the boat and begin rowing. But, listen to me.
Without fanfare, without embarrassment, without
any doubt, I talk directly to your soul. Listen to me.
Lift the oars from the water, let your arms rest, and
your heart, and heart's little intelligence, and listen to
me. There is life without love. It is not worth a bent
penny, or a scuffed shoe. It is not worth the body of a
dead dog nine days unburied. When you hear, a mile
away and still out of sight, the churn of the water
as it begins to swirl and roil, fretting around the
sharp rocks -- when you hear that unmistakable
pounding -- when you feel the mist on your mouth
and sense ahead the embattlement, the long falls
plunging and steaming -- then row, row for your life
toward it.
Mary Oliver
West Wind, copyright 1997.
Ready and…Steady…Go and…
Prompt #30 (for January 13th, 2020)
I’d like to thank you all for putting up with my peculiar approach to these NYPC prompts, and I hope you’ve had some fun along with some challenges to your writing routine. I will send out all 30 prompts in a separate email, but for now:
I’d like to leave you with this challenge: write a Trenta-Sei formal poem. Yes, I can hear you say Huh?and that’s okay; I’d not heard of the form, either, until I came across it in Edward Hirsch’s splendid A Poet’s Glossary and then again recently in an entry by Robert Lee Brewer in his series of descriptions of poetic forms on the Writer’s Digest website:
https://www.writersdigest.com/writing-articles/trenta-sei-poetic-forms
Here’s some brief information and examples of the form:
Poet John Ciardi invented the form of trenta-sei(“thirty-six” in Italian) in 1985. It consists of six six-line stanzas rhyming ababcc. The first stanza establishes the opening lines of each subsequent stanza: thus, the second line of the poem becomes the first line of the third line, the third line becomes the first line of the third stanza, and so on until the end. Ciardi’s “A Trenta-Sei of the Pleasure We Take in the Early Death of Keats” (see below) was the last poem he completed before his death. The poet/physician John Stone composed a memorial poem, “A Trenta-Sei for John Ciardi (1916-1986)”. Please note that you don’t have to make death or memorials the subject of your poem!
I’ll attach Ciardi’s poem below; below that, you might just find a bonus prompt! Cheers, and may all manner of things be well with you, fellow poets!
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/36501/a-trenta-sei-of-the-pleasure-we-take-in-the-early-death-of-keats
But-Wait-There’s-More Bonus Prompt #31:
Write a poem entitled—or using the phrase—“Where Are We Now?”
MORE POETRY PROMPTS
Modesto-Stanislaus Poetry Center New Year’s challenge 2019
It’s time for Robert Lee Brewer's Poem a Day! 2019
Unused Robert Lee Brewer Poem a Day Prompts 2018
April Poem a Day prompts 2017
PAD poetry prompts 2016 (not used)
April Poetry Month prompts...2016
NaWriPoMo 2015 link
It's time for April Poem a Day! 2014
November Poem a Day prompts 2013
APRIL POEM A DAY links 2013
NaPoWriMo PADI, Molly Fisk, poem prompts 2013 (not used)
NaPoWriMo poem prompts 2011 (not used) Nov
NaPoWriMo Prompts 2010 (not used) Apr
NaNoWriMo 2009
Some of these links are prompts I didn’t use, look at my blog, under the year/month (2913/ April, or November) to find the rest of the prompts as I included the prompt (and gave credit) with the finished poem. See also writing prompts
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