2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 14

I never like sharing bad news, but I’m especially not fond of sharing family news. Marie Elena Good shared on Facebook that Andrea Heiberg, a member of the Poetic Asides family, died of cancer on Monday. Like so many on the street, she was an uplifting and poetic voice for so many other poets. She will be missed.

For today’s prompt, pick a popular saying and make that the title of your poem; then, write your poem. Some possible titles might include: “Blood Is Thicker Than Water,” “You Can’t Judge a Book By Its Cover,” “More Than You Can Shake a Stick At,” and so many others. Click here if you want more ideas.


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Here’s my attempt at a Popular Saying Poem:

“not the sharpest tool in the shed”

not the sharpest tool in the shed
nor the brightest bulb in the house

not the prettiest bird in the sky
nor the wittiest man on the street

but i am your man & your fool
& anything else you need of me


Robert Lee Brewer is Senior Content Editor of the Writer’s Digest Writing Community and author of Solving the World’s Problems (Press 53). He’s not a sharp tool or bright bulb; he’s just a human being.

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361 thoughts on “2017 April PAD Challenge: Day 14

  1. Jane Shlensky

    Hide and Watch (or What Goes Around, Comes Around)

    How quickly a child’s defiance rears its head.
    How soon we learn that child will not be led,
    will go her way, will cause herself some harm
    we might have spared her if we knew the charm
    for wayward children. She will learn to ache,
    to sleep on many beds that she will make,
    to practice trial and error, do or die,
    to be a teacher, doctor, writer, spy,
    to travel roads we didn’t know were there,
    to speak of causes we scarce gave a care.
    And then to be a mother late in years,
    at last to worry, understand our fears,
    and see defiance written small as grace
    in her own daughter’s smiling impish face.

  2. mschied

    Absence makes the heart grow fonder

    Rings true this saying of old
    for your delayed appearance
    frays my nerves, grating them
    into shreds upon anticipation’s mandoline
    Wherefore art thou, o mine affection?
    What cause have you given to
    kindle the dormant embers
    of my emotive chamber
    fanning them into a frenzy
    with every conversation, chortle
    imagined caress
    You haunt my daydreams
    and embrace my nightmares
    A world without you turns to
    I wish we had never met
    but if you disappear now
    my heart will shatter
    a thousand times
    each jagged shard
    a constant reminder of
    what could never have been

  3. geraldbarr

    At the End of the Day

    At the end of the day I
    Love you with all my heart

    And the beginning and the middle
    And every moment in between

    At the end of the day I
    Love you more than at

    The beginning or the middle, or
    Any other moment in between

  4. mayboy

    Burst your bubble

    as the butterflies arise from the rubble
    on their way to the flowers honey meal,
    as the father lets his kids go from the safe
    heaven of paternity to the pain, from
    the childhood to adultery; released and free
    The Love should be. Post Scriptum:
    The finest bedding is made of satin.

  5. artifiswords


    Easy come…easy go
    Many say it…but
    Is it really so?
    I often question
    The wisdom of things
    We all say out of habit
    Ask yourself…how hard it is
    To banish grief…
    Bad things come
    Like frightful nightmares
    If they come unexpected…so quickly
    Shouldn’t they leave us the same way?
    Maybe I’m weird…but I’m serious
    Shouldn’t we think before we
    Mouth silly platitudes?

    © 2017 Robert Mihaly

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  6. RJ Clarken

    You’re the Apple of My Eye

    I think it’s strange, I must admit.
    I think this metaphor’s unfit.
    Pomaceous yields are not a lens
    from which we see, you see my friends?

    As academic issues go,
    King Aelfred (yes, the Great) you know
    was first to use this parallel.
    Then Shakespeare wrote it, I heard tell.

    But tell me this: how do you get
    an apple in your eye? I bet
    you have no answer that applies.
    That’s all I’m saying. Word to wise.

    Except consider: Is she cute?
    Is he delicious? Are they fruit?
    And if so, red or gold or green?
    And how to pick? See what I mean?

    So, if I were to say to you,
    you handsome boy (or ingénue)
    “You are the apple of my eye,”
    I doubt that you would dignify

    my pick-up line with your response.
    At least, you’d act with nonchalance.
    My thesis here, I think is made.
    And thus, I end my orb’d tirade.


  7. Jacqueline Hallenbeck

    a penny for your thoughts

    if lincoln heard him, he would frown
    in a world of cheapskates, he wears the crown
    my thoughts are simply priceless!

    one cent! he offers (i’m seeing red)
    for all the contents in my head
    if lincoln heard him, he would frown

    one cent! he growls, this mad civilian
    they’re worth much more, perhaps even millions
    in a world of cheapskates, he wears the crown

    one cent! he shouts, this ignoramus
    i may not be rich; i may not be famous
    but my thoughts are simply priceless!

  8. Janutty1111


    wave to me from the decks of cruise ships
    nod to me as they enter merry bars
    send me postcards from the Azores

    now and then a small bouquet arrives
    or intricate chocolates from Belgium
    fair-weather friends wish me all the best

    they are laughing across gardens, they are
    dancing at the block party, they turn up
    the music, they pass the canapés, they say

    we love you, stay there at the margin, please
    watch us through windows, smile at us, but don’t
    bring any of your winter darkness here

  9. Michelle Murrish

    Break the ice

    People always want to
    Break the ice.
    As if the surface
    We’re currently standing on
    Isn’t hazardous enough
    They’d have us plunge into
    The frigid waters below.
    As if freezing to death
    Is preferable over
    A moment of uncomfortable silence
    Between strangers

    1. Mariya Koleva

      Oops, wrong poem
      Wise saying title below
      “Work conquers all”, they say,
      And I walk tall,
      Or I bend low
      My eyes tearful
      Of failure despite this
      Wisdom they have carved
      Within my memory,
      Despite the grit I feel
      For being so imperfect.

      Work might conquer all.
      Yet, who’s to specify what’s “all”
      In every person’s life?


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