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Poem Tryouts: Baby, It’s Cold Outside. No, Really.

05 Aug

11:24 a.m. — Atlanta

listening to my husband coughing — damn allergies (I know. I promised music once back, but I’m fighting with my desktop.)

Hello, everyone. I hope all is well. Me? Rats, rats, rats, rats, rats. Whew! That felt good. My desktop is not speaking to me as far as my blog goes, so I am peering at the screen of my tiny travel laptop. Thanks, Barbara and Misky for your suggestions. When I post this, I’ll log out and work from scratch. Maybe by next Tuesday…

Before anything, if you have not visited last week’s post to read the fruit of that exercise, go! There is some wonderful stuff as a result. Just scroll through looking for the links and ignoring conversations. Then, if you haven’t written your own blazon and are thinking ‘Darn!’ go ahead. Write one. Post it.

Today is a lovely easy prompt. No particular exercising or stretching, unless, of course, you’d like to, hmmm? I want winter, your winter; not necessarily the winter you have [when it happens], but the thing that for you evokes winter. What do you dream of when you think winter? It might be the silence after a snow, fifteen blankets on the bed, cooking stews and soups, or, palm trees — I lived in the tropics for twenty years. We went to London for Christmas break so we could have miserable, cold, wet weather.

If you want, find an image, a photograph or a painting, and use that as your inspiration, giving us the image to see and feel. Sensory detail, people, sensory detail. Have fun making your day, and ours, wintry.

I shall see you next Tuesday for one of my favourite exercises — heh heh heh.

Happy writing, all

 
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32 responses to “Poem Tryouts: Baby, It’s Cold Outside. No, Really.

  1. Misky

    05/08/2014 at 11:56 am

    Hello. Not so heavy on the rats. One is enough. I must think about this one. I can see something perking …. Yes, an idea. Must do this prompt and your return credit. Later. Must stir cassoulet now. Toodle-pip.

     
  2. Sasha A. Palmer

    05/08/2014 at 11:57 am

    Hi, Margo,
    funny, we’ve just been on the road for three long days listening to Siriusly Sinatra station non-stop (“Baby, it’s cold outside” :-))
    Sorry about your computer troubles..frustrating.
    Thanks for the prompt, will try to come up with something wintry..

     
    • margo roby

      05/08/2014 at 12:16 pm

      Lovely, on all counts. have you heard Dean Martin sing it? No one else should be allowed.

       
      • Sasha A. Palmer

        05/08/2014 at 12:36 pm

        It’s a bit of a blur after those three days..not sure, it might have been a track directly from the movie.

         
      • http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com

        05/08/2014 at 3:49 pm

        If we’re talking rat pack, DM is just not in the same league as super-Sinatra.

         
  3. georgeplace2013

    05/08/2014 at 1:10 pm

    Been waiting for Tuesday : ) I have reworked an old one

    http://georgeplaceblog.wordpress.com/2014/08/05/winter/

     
  4. b_young

    05/08/2014 at 1:56 pm

    Your computer, knowing how you’ve missed it, knowing all you have been longing for, has cracked under the pressure of its understanding of your expectations. Sign out. Reboot. Sign in, not from your bookmarks, but directly. Don’t let it fill in any blanks. Croon to it: that’s all right, that’s all right.
    But no chicken soup. Give that to your sweetie. He may need it. I thought my cough was allergies. Looks more like summer bronchitis.

     
    • margo roby

      05/08/2014 at 2:20 pm

      Oh, I did need that laugh. I’ll let you know how the crooning and soup go.

       
  5. margo roby

    05/08/2014 at 2:20 pm

    I’M IN!!! Thank you, Barbara. Now the soup.

     
  6. http://vivinfrance.wordpress.com

    05/08/2014 at 3:46 pm

    Margo for no known reason wants us to think about winter
    Maybe she’s too hot – she needs to get under the sprinkler
    and leave us to enjoy the summer while we can. A hint or
    outright statement, will tell you without equivocation: I loathe winter.

     
    • margo roby

      05/08/2014 at 3:49 pm

      Then you should have great fun skewering it, ViV! I didn’t say the evocation had to be positive [although, now that I look at my examples...]. Do a winter grumble poem. Of course, the clever comment complete with slant rhyme will do!

       
  7. markwindham

    05/08/2014 at 11:28 pm

    an inkling of an idea I knew I had to spit our before bed or it would be lost in the day tomorrow. Something written on a Tuesday! A victory! yes, I am tired and going to bed. ;)

    http://wp.me/p1ZKiY-33F

     
    • margo roby

      06/08/2014 at 8:06 am

      Well, Yay! I was hoping the prompt’s simplicity would grab you :-). I’m on my way over.

       
  8. purplepeninportland

    05/08/2014 at 11:57 pm

    You made me think of my grandmother, and all the wonderful things she baked, which I can never duplicate, because of lack of recipes, and halting English.
    Mine is up at: http://purplepeninportland.wordpress.com/2014/08/06/4240/

     
  9. whimsygizmo

    06/08/2014 at 11:17 am

    Hi, there. Back from paradise to reality…but still dreaming of paradise in all its many seasons…

    http://whimsygizmo.wordpress.com/2014/08/06/places-where-snow-and-sea-kiss-sand/

     
  10. julespaige

    06/08/2014 at 7:06 pm

    I am not ready for winter! I protest!
    But you might like this anyway:

    http://juleslongerstrandsofgems.wordpress.com/2014/08/03/incongruous/

     
  11. Hannah Gosselin

    06/08/2014 at 9:19 pm

    Just a little bit of beautiful winter here…it’s the first image that came to mind when I thought about winter.

    http://wordrustling.wordpress.com/2014/08/06/a-wintry-haiku/

    Thank you, Margo and I echo, Sasha…I’m sorry about your computer woes. I hope they get the bugs out soon. :)

     
  12. brian miller

    07/08/2014 at 3:32 pm

    ah it will be winter here soon enough…its been an unseasonably cold summer actually so i am not sure what we are in store for this winter….
    hmmm…will give this some thought. good to see you today.

     
    • margo roby

      07/08/2014 at 3:51 pm

      I agree. Atlanta is practically tepid.

      It’s always good to visit the pub. I’m on my way back over to post :-)

       
  13. Grace

    07/08/2014 at 3:57 pm

    I frankly cannot think of winter in the middle of our short Canadian summer ~ Interesting to see that you do prompts Margo ~ Will see if I can write to one of your prompts next time ~ Have a lovely week ~

     
    • margo roby

      07/08/2014 at 4:00 pm

      Thank you, Grace — I hope you have a lovely week, as well. Please visit anytime and if a prompt takes your fancy, I would love to see the result.

       

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