Poetry Writing Exercises 753: Monday 7th December

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Here are your four poetry exercises for today. Time yourself for 15 minutes per exercise, having a break in between each one or move on to the next.  When you’ve finished, do pop over to this blog’s Facebook Group and let everyone know how you got on.

753 bedroom 940056Below are the four – you can do them in any order.

  1. Keywords: beetle, slowly, bundle, bouncing, towards
  2. Random: something incredible
  3. Picture: what does this inspire?
  4. Monologue Monday: first-person poem about being a passenger

Have fun, and if you would like to, do paste your writing in the comment boxes below so we can see how you got on! Remember though that it counts as being published so don’t post anything that you would want to submit elsewhere (where they require unpublished material).

See below for explanations of the prompts, they do vary…

  • Sentence starts = what it says on the tin. You can use it at the beginning of the poem or include it later, and being poetry it doesn’t have to be exact – just be inspired by it.
  • Keywords = the words have to appear in the poem but can be in any order and can be lengthened (e.g. clap to clapping).
  • Single-word prompt = sometimes all it takes is one word to spawn an idea. Sometimes it easy, sometimes hard but invariably fun.
  • Mixed bag = an object, a location, a colour.
  • Picture prompts = nothing other than a picture. What does it conjure up?
  • Title = The title for your piece.
  • Haiku poem= 5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables
  • Random = whatever takes my fancy!


  • Don’t forget your five senses: sight, sound, touch, taste, smell
  • Show don’t tell: if your character is angry, don’t tell us he is, have him thumping his fist on the table.
  • Colours: Include at least one colour in your story. It does add depth.
  • Use strong verbs and avoid adverbs: Have a character striding instead of walking confidently.
  • Only use repetition to emphasise.
  • When you’ve finished the first draft, read the story out loud. It’s surprising how many ‘mistakes’ leap out at you when you read out loud… assuming you have any of course!

Pictures courtesy of morguefile.com

I love to talk about writing so feel free to email me. I’ll be pasting these prompts in this blog’s Facebook Group so you may find some other comments there.

If you’d like to submit a poem for critique on this site, see Submissions. The other critique writing groups are:

Morgen’s Online Non-Fiction Writing Group

Morgen’s Online Novel Writing Group

Morgen’s Online Short Story Writing Group

Morgen’s Online Script Writing Group

Thank you for reading this and we look forward to your comments.


One response to “Poetry Writing Exercises 753: Monday 7th December

  1. 1. The Bundle
    A beetle was slowly bouncing towards its bundle
    It could not talk, but mumbled
    How this bundle could have been
    It’s food source in its den
    Inside its incisors or pinching capsizors
    It curiously tumbled its food
    Deciding if it was very good
    And pre-chewed it for a dude
    Yes, it was a fellow beetle-ette
    She came before she went
    And accepted this juicy delicacy
    Of pre-chewed bundle fantasy
    What could she do? She couldn’t resist
    As his interests would only persist
    So she threw up a regurgitated mess
    For him to lick up as progress
    2. Pimple
    Something incredible happened on this day
    Because it wouldn’t keep wolves at bay
    Let’s sensationalize to advertise
    So that all people may surmise
    Bringing back memories out of the past
    Is how we hold fear up as our mast
    So let the tragedies just die off
    Because we require a dance off!
    Watching and waiting for something new
    To change this heart to red, not blue
    Just as Robert Palmer would say
    Doctor, Doctor, give me the news today
    Something to ‘Wow!’ us right out of our seat
    Can’t live on this bread, so give us meat!
    But please entertain us! We’re bored off our ass!
    It’s boring to be an innocent lass
    Maybe something incredible should be simple
    Such as finally getting rid of a pimple
    So why is this taken for granted?
    The seed is the thought that is planted!
    3. R -R & Argh!
    R – R & Argh! Oh, how we need it!
    A bed and breakfast to revive & be lit!
    For our purpose, task and toil
    Have taken its toll
    Revive us and energize our low spirits
    And bring us higher than our lyrics
    Because as we speak, we are
    But we don’t all play guitar
    If I stopped making sense
    To speak only nonsense
    Would it make a difference?
    In our world of progress?
    Everyone needs their beauty sleep
    To not hear a request, sound, or peep
    But then we cannot escape
    Forever in our own landscape
    The world beckons and calls us
    To serve, it arouses
    And we can sleep when we’re dead!
    Anticipation & expectation still in our head!
    4. Passenger
    I was a passenger on a bus
    But I never forgot about us
    And each time I’d stare out
    The window, did I shout?
    I was a passenger on a plane
    With fervor did I strain
    Because it was a challenge
    To ride in place of revenge
    I was a passenger with very little money
    Some thought me insane, but some thought it funny
    I really don’t care, I still love my honey!
    But sometimes I think of wabbit, that rascally bunny
    And the rabbit likes to spring and jump
    From this side of the fabulous stump
    Which never moves and is oh so stable
    I randomly remove myself from the table
    I was a passenger, not the driver
    So I thought myself a survivor
    And felt like I was MacGyver
    Why am I still alive – Err…
    Yes some missionary spy
    Out for adventure, out to fly
    And I was open to surprises
    Spontaneously reacting in my guises
    And the passenger is a messenger
    Telling all those lovely tales
    Of where I’d been & how love prevailed
    Even though I’ve felt I’d failed
    But no matter the role we play
    Of passenger or driver each day
    Passive or aggressive, we get by
    Actively seeking our piece of the pie!

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