photo by Thomas Bormans, on Unsplash
lists. I enjoy making them. I find the process of listing things (and, when I’m lucky, crossing them out) rather
therapeutic. How do you feel about lists and list-making?
hope you don’t mind lists too much. In fact, I hope you and your muse can
delight in them. Because for today’s optional prompt, I wish you to
write poetry or prose that includes a
list—of things you love, of things you hate, of things you want,
of things you’ve lost, of people you miss… of anything you wish.
“Sick”, by Shel Silverstein
“I cannot go to school today,”
said little Peggy Ann McKay.
“I have the measles and the mumps,
a gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I’m going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox…”
Read the complete poem here (you might love the ending as much as I do).
Fahrenheit 451, by Ray Bradbury
“What more easily explained and natural? With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word ‘intellectual,’ of course, became the swear word it deserved to be.”
If the list making prompt isn’t for you, share any piece of poetry or prose you prefer. New or old, fiction or nonfiction, short or longish (prose pieces should be 369 words or fewer). Share the direct link to your post. One link per participant, please. After you share your words, visit other poets and storytellers, read their contributions, let them know how their words make you feel.
next week, Rommy will ask us to write from the point of view of a television character from a show we like.