by Nathan Moore
For this week’s collaborative prompt we’ll make what we could call a title collage. That is, we’ll each leave a title of one of our poems in the comments section and when we’re done we’ll make a poem out of what we come up with. On Thursday you can leave a link to the poem you’ve constructed from our titles. Comments will close on Monday at midnight (CST).
I should also mention that due to time constraints this will be my last week participating here at Read Write Poem. It has been fun and I hope that those of you familiar with collaborative poetry have enjoyed this chance to do more and that those of you new to it will continue. I’m grateful to all of you who have participated with me here reading, writing and poeming.
Here’s my poem title:
“What Sylvia meant”
Nathan, you’ll be missed too!! I enjoyed all what you’ve done for RWP! Please take care!
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Here’s a poem title I dug up:
“What Letters Are Made Of”
“Next Door to Dorothy”
Say thanks that the money hasn’t gone somewhere else
I’m terrible at titles and rarely give them to my poems. I did find this one:
This Isn’t a Poem
Thank you, Nathan, cool idea!
Double Bass & Silver Flute
“Minneapolis Skyline”
splash of colours on dirty scraps of papers
http://firmlyrooted.blogspot.com/2008/11/splash-of-colours-on-dirty-scraps-of.html
The Crows at Stirling Castle
dinosaur bones
Ted Haggard: The Musical
Insoluble, essential minerals are what remain or how a rare marriage can last
(pick over the words as you’d like :-} )
this is a really cool idea. mine slightly corresponds with angie’s, it’s:
Bones against Clay
I looked in the archives and dug up one of my older pieces, “She Moves, Softly”:
http://ravenswingpoetry.com/2008/08/24/she-moves-softly/
My ancestors poem is found here.
Oops, Carole. We want your poem linky in the GYPO post. I will copy it over there.
Sorry! Just returned from Christmas with family. Tired and disorientated after a 200 mile drive.
This is my map of you (loving warm and gentle)
How the biscuit breaks…
Hot Blueberry Afternoon
Miss America
Please stay, Nathan!
“degrees of separation”
Great idea.
Oh! We’ll miss you, Nathan!
Nathan, thank you for all you’ve done for Read Write Poem. The community will miss you and all you bring to the group.