2023 November PAD Chapbook Challenge: Day 27
I’m not sure how we got here, but after today, there are only three more poems left to write. So let’s poem our best (or at least cross the finish line).
For today’s prompt, write a remix poem. That is, take one or more of your poems from this month and remix them in a different way. Maybe mash-up two poems into one poem. Or turn a sonnet into free verse, or free verse into a villanelle. Have fun with it.
Remember: These prompts are springboards to creativity. Use them to expand your possibilities, not limit them.
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Here’s my attempt at a Remix Poem:
“Pour Vous”
I write for a reason, but it changes
over time: The way an autumn wind
pulls all the color from a trembling tree,
the young boy heard geese call out
once at night gathered around the river,
and I start to wonder if I’ve lost my touch;
I’m not the kind of guy who looks to get
even. I write for a reason, but it changes
over time as the world rushes by: I like
to be near the others, but they also
wear me out, looking forward to some
pleasant conversation, prowling about
in the shadows of the night fearful of
the reflected flame of the full moon’s
light. I write for a reason: I imagine
cobblestones and smoke, footsteps
in the night. Time flies, but it changes
over time. When I was younger, I had
an eye and whenever I wanted
something I traveled so many miles
and often feel what happens—a soft
breeze filtering through an open window—
the latest faux pas—I’m sorry I’m sorry,
but every catch, it’s true, is worth the price
of loving you. I write for a reason changing
over time: I write for a reason, I write
for a rhyme, falling and flying, will it
ever change in the revolving chamber
of my mind. I find that reason I write
has changed and remained true:
Oddly, I write still only for you.
(Note on today’s poem: Just to share my process, for today’s poem, I took at least one word, but often a phrase or couple lines, from each poem I’ve written so far in this month’s challenge and filled in the spaces with new words.)