• October Poetry Writing Month,  OctPoWriMo,  Poetry

    It’s On!

      Alright you guys…I did it. I signed up for OctPoWriMo this year. Last year I was simply burned out and going through a mess and just didn’t have the heart or strength to deal with writing anything for 30 days. I still have a mess going but at least it’s manageable. Therefore, a challenge is just what I need to get the ink flowing in my veins again. If you DO NOT have a private blog you can sign up here: https://octpowrimo.blogspot.com/p/octpowrimo-link-up.html If you DO have a private blog (Dawn, I’m looking at you. LoL), you can participate by either joining the Poets on the Page Facebook group, or…

  • October Poetry Writing Month,  OctPoWriMo

    #OctPoWriMo Day One: TIME

    Hello, my lovelies. I apologize for the lack of blog posts. I’m afraid I had several technical difficulties which resulted in the blog being down for a few months while the problem was tracked down and fixed. Also, I’ve been sick with what I think was the flu but it acted like bronchitis and now I’m to be tested for underlying adult asthma. Fun stuff. Still, considering what my other possibilities were (i.e., heart attack or lung cancer), I’ll certainly take the better of them. And now that I’m back to feeling *somewhat* normal (I can breathe and sprint across the road without feeling like I’m going to pass out),…

  • Poetry

    First Poem For the New Year

    We’re five days in on a new year and there’s been an exciting change over at the OctPoWriMo (October Poetry Writing Month) site. They’ve changed their name to Poets on the Page and have begun weekly challenges, an awesome beginning in my opinion. I met so many new friends through my first OctPoWriMo (thank you, CJ) and I’m so very glad to see the people behind the curtain continuing with the poetry prompts. The first prompt is thus: Write for ten minutes asking yourself this question – What if you stop trying to be who you aren’t, let everything that isn’t you drop away, and embrace the real you? I wrote…

  • NaNoWriMo

    BOOM, Baby! NaNo Is Here!

    Sorry for the post blackout. Last week of October meant getting blitzed with end-of-season marching band events, end-of-regular-season football games, Halloween, a family emergency, and a visit from The Niece. And let’s not forget NaNo began yesterday. Le Sigh. I’m tired already. At least the clocks turned back and I got some much needed sleep on Sunday. So I missed several days worth of OctPoWriMo poems which I will be catching up on, though not today. And quite possibly, not all at once. Because NaNo. And speaking of NaNo, I missed writing yesterday so I’m not off to an auspicious start. However, I do have 500 words written on my…

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015

    Loop De Loop

    Seriously? Loop poetry AGAIN? Anyone else feel like we’re running around in circles? *badum tish* Le sigh…fine. Here you go. I’m not doing it again.   xo Jesi     A Little Tongue in Cheek By Jesi Scott   What can I do? Do what I must. Must I really write this, this loop poetry I distrust?   They gave me an out, out throw a line, skip one in between between verses, but I decline.   Make it harder, bring it on, On throughout the day, Day grows longer. Longer lines? No way.   It reminds me of a Blitz somehow, Somehow I’m still rhyming, Rhyming the day away,…

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015

    The Best Christmas Toy Ever

    Day 25’s prompt took me back. Write about your favorite toy. She was mine. Her original outfit was worn out a long time ago (though I do still have it in a box somewhere) and replaced by one a found about ten or so years ago. Her name is Alisha Anita and her birthday is November 1st. She’s going to be 33 years old, though she doesn’t look her age, honestly. She still makes me happy when I see her, and she still brings the same feeling to me when I hold her in my arms and hug her as she did oh, so many years ago. xo Jesi  …

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015,  Poetry

    The Crook and the Cards: A Story Poem

    Day 24 prompt: Write a story poem using a picture from PublicDomanPictures.net.   I decided to re-post the Fourteener I did in April for NaPoWriMo and the A-Z Blogging Challenge inspired by this picture:   The Crook and the Cards By Jessica Scott   I came upon the grave buried among the dying leaves Underneath the sycamore tree where I had gone to grieve. A man stood there in front of that grave, hat clutched in his hand, Face a somber mask of pain, the payment that death demands.   “She was the sweetest little thing that you could ever dream. She always thought I could be saved, that I…

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015,  Poetry

    Stella, bella stella…

    I know, I know. I’m so behind. Busy life, I tell ya, so I’m playing catch up again. Four poems, one at a time, coming your way. Please forgive me. But I promise, it’s going to calm down soon. October is almost done and November will be here this weekend. One more football game/marching band performance for me and my family and then things calm way the heck down. Thankfully. So, let’s get caught up on poems. Day 23 prompt: It’s all around, forest fires start from sparks, oceans are made of water drops. (There I go again with my element loving) but look around and take a moment to…

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015,  Poetry,  Uncategorized

    Watch Out For Lightning

    I had a lot of fun with today’s prompt. Thank you, Tamara, for this one. Two Lies and a Truth. The game in a poem, although I don’t think we need Sherlock to figure out which is truth and what isn’t. Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire By Jesi Scott   “I cannot tell a lie,” she said. “I have a window for a head. And if you look into my eyes, You’ll be in for a big surprise.”   “For through my head you will see, The world living in a tree. Not only that, but also this, Eternity lives in my kiss.”   “And I am young, yet also…

  • OctPoWriMo,  OctPoWriMo 2015

    Overworked and Overwhelmed: The Ballad of the Modern Day Mom

    Write a ballad today about being overwhelmed. That was today’s poetry prompt. A form and subject. I’m sure you all know what it feels like to be overwhelmed, and those of you of a certain age know what a ballad is. Think Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot, though, I’m not sure if that’s a traditional ballad or not. Or you can read Barbara Allan or Sir Patrick Spens. A ballad has a specific rhyme scheme and meter. The syllable count is traditionally 8-6-8-6, and the rhyme pattern is a/b/c/b. A ballad is also generally a folk type poem that can be sung in some cases. I decided to…