Five Poetry Prompts
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Use any combination of five word prompts to create a poem. Repeat the process so that you use two different sets of words in two different poem types.
Poetry Prompt #1
* steel
* theory
* saving
* imitation
* chisel
Poetry Prompt #2
* mirror
* hazardous
* dandelion
* famine
* committed
Poetry Prompt #3
* tapestry
* sings
* eye
* din
* collide
Poetry Prompt #4
* slippery
* fantasy
* casting
* chameleon
* lives
Poetry Prompt #5
* deadline
* boom
* children
* shallow
* dirt
Post your poetic creations as a comment below. When you have completed your poems you are to THEN make ONE comment on the poem of another student in class. You could make a comment about the purpose of the poem, the techniques used or ask some form of question about the poem that the composer can then answer.
prompt 1:
ReplyDeleteThis boy had a theory.
That was saving.
Surely enough, he thought it was amazing.
He thought he could put a chisel through steel.
Sadly now he has a kneel.
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ReplyDeleteprompt 5:
ReplyDeleteThere once was a nanny with a group of children who liked to swallow dirt.
She had a deadline to put the kids to bed.
On the way home the car went “boom” then was dead.
Sadly the kids never got to bed.
Prompt 5
ReplyDeleteI had to write a poem
It was about poems
It was close to its dead line
So then my boss read lines
His face went boom
Like the children in the room
His face went shallow
Then my face went hollow
I think that my poem
Which was about dirt
That made him start to flirt
Prompt 4
The slippery little chameleon
Had a very nice cotillion
His fantasy was a lovely dream
And he was casting in ice tea
He then lived a very nice life
I look in the mirror and see the hazardous famine and the wrongs being committed but amongst all that I see a single dandelion.
ReplyDeleteOne small committed dandelion
ReplyDeleteDancing in the wind
alone in his famine fuelled world
mirroring the hazardous life of a farmer
pushing through the hard times
Children running, women screaming
Boom! The blood starts to flow
the screams and the sirens are just a shallow lull in the distance
lying in the dirt, my deadline comes
darkness
Her eyes collide with mine mesmerizing the room, she sings sadly in the dark din of the room her voice creating a tapestry of beauty.
ReplyDeleteThere was once a man who made steel
ReplyDeleteBut he had a theory that was quite dreary
That was about saving the raving steel workers
He made an imitation that was to the limitation
That he had a chisel that made himself drizzil
jay
ReplyDeletewats it bout
jesse, who was his theory going to work?
ReplyDeletegood storyline though!
There once was a man who worked with steel
ReplyDeleteHe had a theory
That the world was made out of a berry
He had a dream about saving the world
But when he woke up he was having a berry
Then he done an imitation
Of being defibrillation
Later he found a chisel
Which made him drizzle
prompt 5
ReplyDeletethe deadline has come
and the only sound the children will hear
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
the shallow sound of anothers voice
as everyone comes to see what has happened
feet running in the dirt
everyone coming together to see the fireworks
Jay
ReplyDeleteYour comment "who has his theory" I don't get it?
Ben
Drizzil = Drizzle?
DD
What is your deadline?
peter. what is the significance of the dandelion amongst all the carnige and mess?
ReplyDeletePrompt #2
ReplyDeleteThere once was a mirror
Which thrived in many eras
One day it committed
To killing many women
Till a dandelion came along
And explained to the mirror
That he was hazardous and very famine
jesse to answer ur question, wats wats about?
ReplyDeletealex the best poem i have ever heard
ReplyDeleteJ
ReplyDeleteWat? = What!
ALL
Your obsession with rhyme is detrimental. Very few of the poems here actually make any sense.
Peter
Your poems need to be structured. Despite being free verse poems where are the stanzas? What you have written is quite definitive; however it lacks definition?
The dandelion represents beauty and hope amongst the "carnage and mess"
ReplyDeleteOnly imitations are shown in mirrors as the reflections collide between your eyes deceive you from your reality and so your mind chiselling away from the tight grip, saving you from the steel grip of your theory of pretence.
ReplyDeleteThis hazardous famine is destroying the world. In the mirror it is the very reflection of danger and depression. We are committed to destroy it so that we can let even a single dandelion grow.
ReplyDeletePrompt #5
ReplyDeleteDown in the dirt
My children screamed
Til I heard the boom
That made my heart drop
As shallow as my children on the floor
All of because I missed a deadline
Sir John made a tapestry
ReplyDeleteOf a girl who could sing
Though many thought she was a din
When she was singing and twirling
Her eye collided with a pole
Peter what does the dandelion represent in your poem
ReplyDeletei must admit deschamps ur poems are pretty briliant
ReplyDeletethese are randoms... I'm not that creative
ReplyDeleteFREE VERSE
Sculpting dark at night
in a room full of statues.
With my little brother and sister
imitating super heroes
saving distressed people.
I have a chisel in my hand
made out of steel.
People have had theories
that I was a murderer.
The next day I wake up
With blood on my hands
It has happened again
Now to bury my siblings.
LIMERICK
The deadline is shallow.
The children are aglow
with dirt on their faces,
and boom goes on places.
The parade is now to follow
Poetry Prompt #1(
ReplyDeleteSaving is a theory
that helps people , really.
It helps to save money, and many
Some people are like steel and chisel, they just stay
With the theory so they could get something that they want dearly.
(J.T)
"Boom" goes the missle,
ReplyDeletefalling on the sallow sea,
children and adults run around
screaming,"Please help me!!".
J.T
Prompt 1: Limerick
ReplyDeleteThe man was making an Imitation
The theory was to have fun
And to have an awesome sensation
After the joke we had to run
The conversation was not Worthing saving from speculation
There was no need for a chisel as the conversation was soft steel.
Prompt 3: Free Verse
ReplyDeleteTapestry is an art
He sings because it is art
But do not collide these two things because they’re very different apart
Don’t fool your eyes because art also involves a din.
This boy had a theory
ReplyDeleteWho thought it was going to be saving
He thought hammering the chisel through the steel was going to be amazing
Yet others saw it as failing and started imitating
I had to write a useless poem
ReplyDeleteIt was close to the deadline so my head went boom
Unlike all the other children in the room
Their faces were shallow excluding mine was hollow
My useless poem was about dirt
As the chameleon lives
ReplyDeleteCasting its slippery tongue
Silently waiting to catch is prey
Flies are part of their fantasy
Her eyes collide with mine
ReplyDeleteShe sings sorrowfully in the dark din of the hall
Her voice creating a tapestry of art