Poetry Pals - Week 4🤷🏼‍♀️? - it’s Christmas, I’ve Lost Count

A round up of sorts and a Xmas poem.

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Hello my wonderful poetry people,

It has been a year! We can all safely say that and add whatever tone we want to it. Politically it’s been an doozy, but I don’t get too much into that on here, healthwise it’s been a bit bleak, but I think I am turning a small corner on that finally (thank you steroids and antibiotics) and writing wise it’s been amazing.

Nelly Bryce

with

Poetry Pals

has provided such a safe and nurturing space for us, especially those of us late fledged poets who hate speaking out loud. It has been welcoming and warm and uplifting. Here’s to another fantastic year!

I enjoyed most of our prompts; villanelles were fun: some were odd; golden shovels: and some I’m still struggling with; looking at you sestinas. But I’ve managed a good few poems and for that I’m very grateful. Nelly asked about our my favourite pieces. I am not sure 🤔. I think I’ve most enjoyed writing about the fantastical. The murder of a poem, the invasion of an ant, lots of encounters with death, and the universe personified - they have been longer poems in general.

I’ve experimented with many forms, about topics I’d rather have left alone, written rather risqué verse and rather trite, but most of all I’ve had fun!

Taking last weeks prompts

I quite like the idea of literally leaving room in my journal to observe and write about seven tiny moments in the coming week. One a day. I might even try and get my kids involved too (always a long shot but I like a challenge). And at some point in future maybe one of those observations will turn into a poem.

But if that all feels too vague, then here are seven single word prompts that could also work:

1. Anticipation

2. Unwrap

3. Night before

4. Tiny Christmas Poem

5. Indulge

6. Light

7. In between

Write a line a day? Write a few lines a day? Write something. Write nothing.

I managed 1 out of 7. But I did just write too. My friend posted up a pic on FB, and it inspired a poem, and she gave me permission to use the pic too

Xmas cookies by Steph Parker

A Christmas Poem - 3 Faith Cookies

My friend’s daughter made Star of David 
Christmas biscuits decorated with
the Palestinian flag.
Which just goes to show 
hate and intolerance are learnt
and love and humanity can be 
delivered up in in one tasty bite.

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Now I have to admit, I don’t know if they are tasty. That’s my poetic license there. But said child is a young teenager not 6, so I’m assuming hands were washed and recipes followed co

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