2025 April PAD Challenge: Day 30
For Day 30 of the 2025 April Poem-A-Day Challenge, poets (and other party people) are prompted to write a remix poem.
Whew! We made it: Day 30!
(And for those wondering, yes, I announced the 2024 November PAD Chapbook Challenge Results here yesterday.)
Thank you so much for traveling this poetic road with me this month. It's been a lot of fun, and I hope you'll continue to visit here on Wednesdays for our Wednesday Poetry Prompts starting back up on May 7.
For today's prompt, write a remix poem. That is, take one of your poems (or several of your poems) from earlier this month and remix it. You could make a free verse poem read like a triolet or haiku. Or you could pick six words from a poem and make them the end words in a sestina. Heck, take an image from one of your poems, make it the title of your new poem, and then, write your poem. There are any number of ways to remix a poem.
Just 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:
“Appropriately Speaking,” by Robert Lee Brewer
Breathe me back to life
word by lovely word
through poetic strife
feeling quite absurd,
because I can say
everything you heard
each and every day
feeling quite absurd;
talking semantics
like a lingual nerd
full of wordy tricks
feeling quite absurd
with a simple drink
shaken but not stirred
I can barely think
feeling quite absurd,
and I fall apart
as the truth is slurred
breaking every heart
feeling quite absurd;
the truth is I know
I only demurred,
because I don't know--
feeling quite absurd.
(Note on today's poem: It is a remix of my love poem from Day 8 of the challenge.)
