Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 022

Today is the first day of October. We’re also more than a week into my favorite season of the year–Autumn!

For today’s prompt, I’d like you to try writing an Autumn Poem. That is, write a poem that evokes autumn for you. For different poets, this will mean different things.

Here’s what it means for me:

“Ohio Autumns”

Homecoming queens and kings parade
through the city streets as the cross
country runners splash through the mud.

Quarterbacks play action pass their
way to the hearts of every
available cute cheerleader

without a date on Saturday
evening. The Drum Majors lead
their bands to cohesiveness so

the audience can applaud one
more successful halftime–one more
getting from here to there, and red

cards fly at the soccer games. Those
cross country runners follow white
lines to find the place to finish.

 

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56 thoughts on “Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 022

  1. Taylor Graham

    THE OLDEST AUTUMN

    Some work of noble note may yet be done.
    He closes the book, puts it back
    in its small place. Tonight, no pep-pill
    in Tennyson. Daylight dims,
    a lack of will. Outside the window,
    the old oak stands like an acquaintance
    in a faded photo, underexposed
    and out of focus.
    If only he could remember –
    some boyhood friend who face
    has no doubt shriveled
    like his own. The oak is losing
    its last brittle leaves.

    What melancholy infects
    this evening? How to close it up
    between its covers, and let
    the first star penetrate the dark?

  2. Rodney C. Walmer

    Sorry to double post, but new better version.

    Economic Bailout

    My house may be a mess
    of that, I will be the first to confess
    my yard may be unkept
    while others mowed, I slept
    but, my payments always on time
    where others went into default
    I committed no crime

    Now there’s a economic bailout
    what a load of hooey
    I have to pay while others lie about
    their inability to pay for their own sewage

    For every new dollar they take from my paycheck
    I have to eat less, enjoy less, and drive around in old wreck
    why, because I can no longer afford what I used to
    as of now, I have to pay for what others do
    lord if I only knew
    what my life would come to

    Forget the daughters college fund they’ll get that also
    used to be a time when you could watch your money grow
    now, you asked yourself, where did it all go
    you work and work, and it’s gone, what do you know
    Uncle Sam, has a new plan, take from the middle class
    don’t question don’t ask,
    if you do, he’ll tell you to kiss his ass!
    that is, just before your arrested for civil disobedience
    Don’t bother asking for recompense
    your just wasting your time on idiocracy

    They call this a democracy
    where anyone can find the fame and fortune
    even a blind man can see
    living in this country is my misfortune
    why take from me,
    when I barely have the ability
    to pay for what I’ve already got
    while the rich who defaulted
    have loans they simply forgot. . .

    ©Rodney C . Walmer 10/6/08 written about the bailout

  3. Rodney C. Walmer

    ok, first this has nothing to do with Autumn, I apologize in advance. But, it has to do with what is on everybody’s mind. Enjoy.

    Economic Bailout

    My house may be a mess
    of that, I will be the first to confess
    my yard may be unkept
    while others mowed, I slept
    but, my payments always on time
    where others went into default
    I committed no crime

    Now there’s a economic bailout
    what a load of hooey
    I have to pay while others lie about
    their ability to pay for their own sewage

    For every new dollar they take from my paycheck
    I have to eat less, enjoy less, and drive around in old wreck
    why, because I can no longer afford what I used to
    as of now, I have to pay for what others do
    lord if I only knew
    what my life would come to

    They call this a democracy
    where anyone can find the fame and fortune
    even a blind man can see
    living in this country is my misfortune
    why take from me,
    when I barely have the ability
    to pay for what I’ve already got
    while the rich who defaulted
    have loans they simply forgot. . .

    ©Rodney C . Walmer 10/6/08 written about the bailout, for anyone, living in Anytown, USA.

  4. ann malaspina

    Kingfisher in October

    Flashing blue and white,
    a belted kingfisher dives
    into the murky pond.
    Wood ducks drift by the reeds
    and a giant egret stretches
    and poses for us, thrilled to
    see all this life off a highway
    in suburban New Jersey.

    The house turns cold, suddenly,
    and we worry about the
    cost of oil (the election! the war!)
    Still, it’s only October.
    We can’t turn the heat on yet,
    so we dig out our fleece
    and you recite Gerard Manley Hopkins:
    "the kingfisher catches fire," you say,
    amazed that we saw one today.

    ann malaspina

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