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Wednesday, November 24, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: Balloons Over Broadway

 


whatever happened to the girl
who once dreamed of balloons flying over Broadway
as an awesome sign of admiration 
for her latest cinematic triumph

she would be given the key to the city
a parade would be held in her honor
the clop of the horses would become a rumble
for the most amazing icon, the very best

she would settle for nothing less

did she have a stroke of bad luck
or was she too scared to compete?
she was never the right fit 
for the part of the femme fatale

her face was much too ordinary
her hips were much too big

some may say it's sad what became of that girl
but she can't complain
she moved out to the country
her audience consists of horses and squirrels
who don't pay much attention

she likes baking pies
and living where folks don't have to lock their doors
she isn't keen for just scraping by
but she was never cut out for glitz and glamour

the high life would have brought her low
probably put her six feet under

it may be redundant to ask
if anything of that girl who hoped
for balloons over Broadway
and parades in her honor

remains hidden in the shadows
of the mind of an unglamorous old fat woman
who lives in a town small enough
that she could pedal to the sole store within minutes

perhaps the girl realized who she really was
or perhaps she couldn't live with the reality
either way, it's probably for the best
that her glitzy dreams never came true

beneath the sea of ubiquitous pretty faces
and impossibly slender bodies
courtesy of cocaine and starvation
Hollywood's heart is cold

~ornery owl~


Prompt: Horses
There are horses mentioned in this poem.

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Thursday, November 18, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: The Ghost of Thanksgiving

 


Ornery Owl Sez: This Bop is a Bit Bleak. 

If you prefer to avoid morose verse, you have been warned.


As a child, I could look forward to the third Thursday in November

Being a time to refresh and connect, a day of quiet, untroubled play

In the home where I lived during the year that everything was almost perfect

Except for the ferocious bullying I endured at school, but so it goes

There may have been a fire burning bright in the fireplace

When we sat down at the table, I was truly thankful


For whom the bell tolls, time marches on


In current times I've found that everything has changed 

Time does not crawl, it hurtles forth like a bullet train

Crushing my memories beneath its merciless wheels

It took loved ones and ideas from me without a backward glance

There is no doorway through which I can return to that year of perfect holidays

But if I could find a filament of the hopefulness I felt

Perhaps I could sew patches over the holes in my heart

Maybe I could recall the feeling of the third Thursday in November


For whom the bell tolls, time marches on


I sit staring out the window wondering who I think I'm fooling

For decades now Thanksgiving has only been a harried mess

We usually don't even celebrate it on Thursday if we bother with it at all

It's just a day when the stores won't be open if I need something

My father believed in the promise of Thanksgiving

But he has been gone now for eleven years


For whom the bell tolls, time marches on

~ornery owl~

prompts


I changed the poem's title from "The Ghost at the Table" to "The Ghost of Thanksgiving" as I thought it was a better fit.


Prompt: Write a poem about an epiphany experienced regarding the holidays. 
Perhaps the child I was experienced the unfortunate epiphany that a happy holiday does not guarantee a lifetime of happiness.
Perhaps the older adult me experienced the epiphany that although the holidays can never be the same I can still make them happy if I care to.
Perhaps it's a bit of both.


Prompt: Write a Thursday poem


Prompt: Write a Bop poem



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Wednesday, November 17, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: Don't Let Auntie Mabel Bless the Table

 

There was no rule saying that Auntie Mabel must be human

Don’t let Auntie Mabel bless the table
She’ll just make a monstrous mess of things
Does that madwoman even own a mirror?
Perhaps someone could give her one as a reward
It would be a refreshing gift to us
If Auntie Mabel got sidelined while searching for a pot of gold
A silver lining at the end of the rainbow
To miss out on Crazy Aunt Mabel and her zingers and zephyrs
And all of her chatter about Xenops and Xerus
Mystic mall cops and maroon feather dusters
Madcap Mabel’s madness is caddy and contagious

~ornery owl~

notes
Xenops is a group of small birds found in Central and South America. Rather than being a single species, Xenops is a genus – a group of closely-related species.

Definition of Xerus: a genus of coarse-haired long-tailed African ground squirrels that somewhat resemble prairie dogs in their habits.

prompts


Prompt: Write an "object" poem.
My initial thought was that the object of focus should be the mirror, as in the weekend writing prompt. Auntie Mabel is the real focus of the poem, but she isn't an object. The poem contains numerous objects, so there is no need to choose just one!


Prompt: 
Write a free-verse poem.
What a fabulous idea!
Free-verse is my favorite.




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Saturday, November 6, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: The Great Culinary Battle of a Half-Assed Cook

 

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she took Billy Lynn's long walk to her kitchen
she resolved to prepare cuisine worthy of excitement
she committed herself to following the motivating recipe as closely as possible

her home smelled of rosy red petunias and pretty pickled peanuts
her appetite was insatiable
she took Billy Lynn's long walk to her kitchen

the dessert she made began with bent bristles and blended bananas 
she ignored the knitting neighbors and nagging noises
she resolved to prepare cuisine worthy of excitement

sometimes during past cooking adventures, she had improvised too much
now she realized the mistake she had made
she committed herself to following the motivating recipe as closely as possible

~ornery owl~

110 words

prompts used to prepare this preposterous poem


Prompt: Write about food
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Write a poem about a location.
In this poem, the location of focus is the kitchen.

Prompt: Write a poem about anticipation. Use the cascade form.

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/poetic-form-cascade-poem



This poem was inspired by a minor culinary disaster. Last night I made tapioca pudding in the slow cooker. My son took some upstairs to his room and came down a few minutes later to tell me the pudding had no flavor. Upon tasting it, I realized that I had forgotten to add sugar. I saved it for tonight and will blend it with some boxed vanilla pudding. 

Here is the recipe I used, in case you are interested. Don't forget the sugar!

4 cups milk

⅔ cup white sugar

½ cup small pearl tapioca

2 eggs, lightly beaten

Stir together the milk, sugar, tapioca, and eggs in a slow cooker. Cover, and cook on medium for 3 hours, or on Low for 6 hours, stirring occasionally. Serve warm.

I also added 1/4 cup of butter for flavor, but that is optional. I had a bit of leftover rice from dinner which I threw in as well.

I didn't have any small pearl tapioca, so I used the large pearl variety. Small pearl tapioca does not have to be soaked. Large pearl does. Oddly enough, tapioca is hard to come by in my area. I haven't had much luck finding it online either.

Here is the recipe source.


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