Activity: Spaghetti Strip Poems

Using strips of paper, construct a poem or narrative.

you Deserve to be happy

by Fay Al-Khater

Spaghetti of Words Poem: That realization

Credit: thefederalist

That realization

Age is in the mind. You are exactly as old.

Life begins when the kids digest 20th century heroine.

I felt pinned.                                                                                          

Sickness came to uncomfortable heights,

corrupt and greedy, but very primal.

If I'm really free

it wasn't always so.

You gotta walk it by yourself,                You do not know what else to do.

Heart broke as I watched it

Credit: politicalshift

              it disappears down a hole.

The first state in the nation to ban behaviors such as breathing and controlling.

Some of the most remote regions on Earth, Why isn't there more information or footage of these areas?

Growth is predicted to slow or even stop.

And then a door slammed with the deep clash of iron on the heart of the matter.

Credit: Aly Zein Mohamed

- Aly Zein Mohamed

The Wolf You Feed

Credit: tonyfahkry

The Wolf You Feed

Animal, you’re an animal

Don’t take anything less.

Lose control

Let your thoughts, emotions, feelings

flow.

Animals, they’re animals

Look at them

losing control.

contain your thoughts, be composed

don’t let your feelings show.

Choose wisely the wolf you feed,

For once he tastes the flesh of your leniency,

His hunger will be insatiable.

-Dorian. C. Major

The Animal

Yes, she is an animal.

She is fierce

She is strong

She is powerful

She is everything I wish to be.

But she is an animal.

She is violent

She is abusive

She is unprecedented

She is everything I hate to see.

She consumes me

She controls me  

She is whispering in my ear as I speak.

I need her and I hate it

I need her and she loves it

She is the animal that lives within me

And I so badly wish for her to leave.

But if she does, will I ever be truly me?

Hope Beyond The Heavy burdens

Life is hard the only people who survive are those who are harder than life itself.

Turn your struggle into strength, and have faith in yourself

Release your thoughts and be free like a bird flies in a dark cloud

Say what you think is right

Defeat your obstacles like a predator defeats  a lion

People fail once twice, but then they win

Remember “Every cloud has a silver lining”  

Activity: Animals

This week's writing started from a theme. Write a poem with an animal theme.

An Assortment of Discontinuous Dreams

Credit: authenticafricanbronzesandceramics

An Assortment of Discontinuous Dreams

     I dreamed Warhead Detonator.

I dreamed the metal artworks of Benin and Ife,

                                I dreamed Urotoxic,

I dreamed moderate delegates fought, 

I dreamed, we don't know what happened...

I dreamed out in the Darkness.

I dreamed upon liability without fault.

I dreamed, with a tempo like a religious prayer.

I dreamed vocal jazz, with costumes and choreography.

I dreamed, "GET ME OUTSIDE!"

I dreamed anything can be collected into a set.

I dreamed...Multiple suicide stab wounds...

I dreamed. Indeed it was unclear...

I dreamed as the blood beat the skin...

I dreamed...Now lets try again...

I dreamed... she blushed again...

-Aly Zein Mohamed

Activity: Anaphora

When the beginning of each line is the same, it is called anaphora. This week, each line had to begin with "I dreamed" and was completed by finding random phrases and words from books in the library. Read some of the results below...

I dreamed the plays of Shakespeare.

I dreamed I don't get back home to my wife.
I dreamed a young philosophy student.
I dreamed Dr. Smith has poor bedside manner.
I dreamed tonal progressions begin and end at the borders of forms.
I dreamed I remember.
I dreamed in the introduction.
I dreamed and then you would like me.
I dreamed there was something hidden inside the Game Boy.
I dreamed before placing a tube cake in the cake server.
I dreamed the earlier experiments had shown that neural adequacy requires about 500 milliseconds for completion.
I dreamed I must stop this whole thing.
I dreamed he had been stupid.
I dreamed nothing miraculous after all.
I dreamed she and her two friends were being harassed.
I dreamed people who ain't too clever.
I dreamed by the rival treasure hunters.
I dreamed demilitarized.
I dreamed after every mass extinction.
I dreamed because it speaks to the secret.
I dreamed it used to be believed.
I dreamed they stopped to rest.

Activity: Write a Villanelle

As it says in Wikipedia, "[a] villanelle...is a nineteen-line poetic form consisting of five tercets followed by a quatrain. There are two refrains and two repeating rhymes, with the first and third line of the first tercet repeated alternately until the last stanza, which includes both repeated lines." A villanelle should adhere to the following format in which capital letters represent the refrains and lower case letter represent rhymes.

A1
b
A2

a
b
A1

a
b
A2

a
b
A1

a
b
A2

a
b
A1
A2

For a simplified challenge, try writing without the rhyme scheme.

Villanelle

When I forget that I am me

And want to pierce dark skies above

Remind me then how it should be

Unsure what else there is to see   

I’ll want to leave you and your love

When I forget that I am me

And want to break you and break free

And touch you only through a glove

Remind me then how it should be

Save me from darkness that may be

Engulfing me without your love  

When I forget that I am me

You must be strong as you can be 

And stay awake and feed the dove

When I forget that I am me

Remind me then how it should be 

that fluttery birdy-bird feeling that's love

that fluttery birdy-bird feeling that's love
or whatever it is somewhere somehow dot dot dot
rains down every never-ending incessant sometimes

in such and such a season without reason
without wings or wishes or whatnot
that fluttery birdy-bird feeling that's love

above all big and tall tediums and mediums
or even a little itsy-bitsy teeny tiny small knot
rains down every never-ending incessant sometimes

and whew     it's not enough     i need more
all the time     i'm fine     how are you not
that fluttery birdy-bird feeling that's love

or another language     it's where we live
and what we are and what we thought
rains down every never-ending incessant sometimes

and in some way we fly or cry or hold on
or let go of it when we have fought
that fluttery birdy-bird feeling that's love
rains down every never-ending incessant sometimes

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ACTIVITY: Build-A-Poem Workshop

ABPeeps met today for the Build-A-Poem workshop held in the LRC. Strips of words and phrases and colored paper were provided and mixed with imagination to provide the results that appear below.

Stay tuned for the next Creative Writing Club ACTIVITY, which will be to create an exquisite corpse poem. Join us in the LRC on Thursday to participate!