Monday, December 19, 2011

BLACKOUT POEM

1. Grab a marker or pen, the darker the better.
2. Read the passage and make a small mark identifying each word you want to use in your poem. Remember, you can cross out parts of words as well.
3. Cross out everything else.
4. When you’re done, your message should be a new poem, your own creation.

There was a laurel-hedged walk which curved round the secret garden and ended at a gate which opened into a wood, in the park. She thought she would skip round this walk and look into the wood and see if there were any rabbits hopping about. She enjoyed the skipping very much and when she reached the little gate she opened it and went through because she heard a low, peculiar whistling sound and wanted to find out what it was.
It was a very strange thing indeed. She quite caught her breath as she stopped to look at it. A boy was sitting under a tree, with his back against it, playing on a rough wooden pipe.
-The secret garden


10 words

Please use these words, in this order, in a story of your own construction. For those hardcore writers: use them in order, and then in reverse order as well.
they're
accidentally
definitely
lightning
neighbor
principal
vacuum
whether
occasionally
conscience

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Starry Night

Please only view this picture for one second. For the next ten minutes, in incredible detail, please describe what you saw.

Monday, December 12, 2011

titles

Please think of ten creative and inviting titles for this poem. Try to peak the interest of your reader while still maintaining the purpose of the poem in your title.



I wake in the dark and remember
it is the morning when I must start
by myself on the journey
I lie listening to the black hour
before dawn and you are
still asleep beside me while
around us the trees full of night lean
hushed in their dream that bears
us up asleep and awake then I hear
drops falling one by one into
the sightless leaves and I
do not know when they began but
all at once there is no sound but rain
and the stream below us roaring
away into the rushing darkness

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Please try to finish this poem as creatively as possible.



The darkness closes in
He hears the floorboards creek
he throws the covers over him
as the shadows start to speak

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Monday, December 5, 2011

Please remember back to the first time you can remember getting in real trouble. Try to recount the entire experience in writing, giving specific weight to your internal conflict.