2014 April PAD Challenge: Day 12

Wow! What a turnout this year for the poetry challenge! Chances are pretty good that by the end of the weekend, we’ll have more than 10,000 comments on the prompts–with a chance at surpassing 20,000 for the month. That’s a lot! And if you’re trying to follow a specific poet (even yourself), it can turn into a challenge (within the challenge).

That’s why I’d like to thank Anders Bylund for continuing to make his poetry challenge search tool available to everyone. Go to http://gowrite.me/pad.pl?writer=&day=year_2014, find the name you want in the dropdown list (contains all the usernames) and click the “Search!” button. There’s even an option to get the results in pure text–in case you haven’t been saving your poems on your computer. Thanks, Anders!

For today’s prompt, write a city poem. The poem can take place in a city, can remember the city (in a general sense), be an ode to a specific city, or well, you should know the drill by now. City poem: Write it!


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Here’s my attempt at a City Poem:


shattered glass & cigarette butts
she doesn’t need him anymore

& he knows he’s a no parking sign
every fire hydrant a marker

keeper of unspoken secrets
shoes hanging from phone wires

they exist together but travel
separately when trains pass

they both think of escape


Today’s guest judge is…

Victoria Chang

Victoria Chang

Victoria Chang

Victoria’s third book of poems, The Boss, was published by McSweeney’s Poetry Series in 2013.  Her other books are Salvinia Molesta and Circle.

Her poems have been published in Kenyon Review, POETRY, American Poetry Review, Colorado Review, The Washington Post, Best American Poetry, and other places.

You can find her at www.victoriachangpoet.com or @VChangpoet.


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556 thoughts on “2014 April PAD Challenge: Day 12

  1. Sonia Torres

    Prince’s Port

    We have docked here expecting a feast
    But have found beggars,starved.
    We have flown here across the country
    wanting clean scent linen in king size suites.
    But we have found dirt floor beds, putrid slums.

    Prince’s Port, I know the earth shook you
    but rise up!
    Lift your jeweled shores-
    Unearth your lovely emeralds and sapphires.
    Mountains bow down-
    Humbly rest your crown
    for your people to embrace.

  2. Suzanne_Noelle

    The Jungle

    It’s a concrete forest
    Brick by boring brick
    The buildings rise up from deeply-rooted basements
    Branching to the sky with spires and smokestacks

    The forest floor is carpeted with pavement
    Sticky with discarded gum and the sluice of automobiles
    Trampled by the feet of the beasts that dwell within
    The sleepless atmosphere of the bustling wilderness

    The city never sleeps
    The air is always thick with noise
    Almost as thick as the smog that hides the
    Winking stars above

    There is a beauty to this place, however
    A kind of wonderment that comes with the grandeur of it all
    It may be skewed in places by corruption and muck
    But no jungle can be completely without poison.

  3. azkbc

    City Sand Park

    The city sand park is 20 feet by 20 feet.
    You find a spot and nestle down into the sand
    warmed by the sun that’s made its way
    through the trees planted to hide
    the apartment houses nearby.

    You push your truck back and forth,
    filling it with sand then push it two feet
    to empty the sand in a spot near your friend Dan.
    Dan pushes his truck to where you had first squatted.
    Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth.

    Kids twice your age and size challenge each other
    to be atop the center fountain, still turned off for winter,
    and swing around the pipe from which the water
    will gurgle in June. Sand dribbles down on you and Dan.

    Sirens blare but no one turns. Daddy sits and talks
    to Dan’s Daddy. He wants you to have your own sandbox
    so he won’t have to come over here when he could be
    at home working in the yard and Mommy wants you
    to have your own because the sand has been here a long time
    and who knows what germs you’re picking up.
    You and Dan trade trucks and the daddies head for the cars.

    At home you are whooshed into the bathtub
    where grains of sand swirl and sink to the bottom
    as you push Dan’s truck through the water and play car wash.

  4. bookworm0341


    The trains at night
    soothed my weary soul
    when sleep could not be found,
    and sheep were not around
    the trains lulled me to
    a gentle slumber in the city


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