Wake Up a Woman Wordle

It’s time to play with another poet’s words…mine! I took words from my first book, Wake Up a WomanI hope you enjoy them and find them inspiring!

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Here are your words:

static
woman
kindling
embracing
banister
vain
clasp
curtains
gunshot
stubborn
relative
ruins
sprung

And have you considered submitting to our Write for Us segment? We’d love to feature your work here on The Reverie! Click here for more information…

Good luck and have fun!

Remember, all entries must be linked back to this post with a pingback or by commenting.

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Shaping of an Angry Black Woman Wordle

It’s time for a new wordle! This week, I’ve taken words from one of our editor’s books, The Shaping of an Angry Black Woman  by Tamara Woods. There is no set amount of words you have to use, and you can use any form of the word listed below (plural, past tense, etc.)

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Here are you words:

drippings
splinters
fickle
barcode
articulate
quivering
accusing
lipstick
DNA
jail
witches
kiss
mimicry

To check out Tamara Woods’ book, click here!

Good luck and have fun!

Remember, all entries must be linked back to this post with a pingback or by commenting.

The Faceless Man

The Faceless Man poetry prompt http://thereveriejournal.com

The Faceless Man poetry prompt http://thereveriejournal.com

At first the idea was to do something about the weather, but given what the East Coast is possibly facing, maybe something entirely different is more apropos.

Above you have a mystery man. Who is he? He is anyone you want him to be. The only caveat is: he’s got to be a little…well…different. Interesting. It’s your choice in what makes him so unusual. Spin me a story about the faceless man.

Here’s a list of words to get you in the mood. Use three of these, if you please:

Vanished
Mysterious
Unknown
Alien
Estranged
Foreign
Forbidden
Bizarre
Striking
Singular
Grotesque
Outrageous

This video may help you along:

As with last week, I’ll be tweeting your poetry and sharing among social media sites. If you have any writerly friends who are looking for a prompt, send them my way. There’s no voting, but there is plenty of sharing and support. Let’s grow this community together.

Take a snapshot in time

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Today in the U.S. is Martin Luther King Jr. Day. This and the movie Selma had me thinking about the Civil Rights movement and The 1960s. It’s interesting to look back at the past with a discerning eye, thinking about changes, what could have been, what might have been and what did happen. That’s what this prompt will be all about.

This week’s prompt is about taking a snapshot of an event of a bygone era or decade. Write a poem about an event in history (whether historically accurate or fictitious) from the viewpoint of a spectator. It does not have to be about a social justice issue, but something that tells us something about the time period. Example: If you were looking at England in the 1700s, maybe write about the day of a young boy who is a chimney sweep. The viewpoint could be another little boy living in the house getting its chimney cleaning.

Remember, we’re not voting on Fridays anymore, but we do have the linky so we can share our poetry. Please join in, link up your work, read others in the community. This site is meant to form a community of like-minded individuals, and so we should be here to support one another.

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A Wordy Vote #3

We had a lot of responses this week! You all must really have enjoyed playing around with Hasty’s words. I wanted to give her a big thank you: one) for writing an amazing book of poetry, but two) for letting me use it to make a prompt.

If you haven’t checked out her book, take a moment to give it a peek, here.

And get to reading all the awesome entries this week!

Remember, voting lasts until midnight EST and the winner(s) will be featured tomorrow at 10:00am!

Thanks for a wonderful week and we’ll see you next Monday for anew prompt.


Dystopian by Vlad Teodor Petcu

Cavernous by Shilyot

Wicked Lies by Adam

Harlequin by Ranting Crow

Her Shame by The Aging Sub

Redemption by Scott

The Storm Rages by Billygoat Gruff (in the comments)

Across Crooked Miles by Sean Bidd

Naked as the Sun by Too Full to Write

There’s a Storm Brewing by Franz

 

 

Winter by Mel Douleur

She will steal your breath
Facing all unafraid
The power behind her frailty
Assumes a beauty
Found only
In sparkling, white crispness

Out of the wonderland
Sometimes rage
Defies reason
As she creates
The Blizzard
To prove her prestige

A storm like no other
Chilling and fear inducing
But with a purity
Not found in thunder
Lightning or even
Cleansing, torrential rain

The light inside her
Can sometimes be blinding
You cannot stare too long
You dare not breathe her in
You will not outlast her
Sweet Winter

Her fierceness
Will defy the strength
Of man
While her peacefulness
May invite pleasures
Unknown by too many

In her coldness
You will find warmth
In her grace
You will find foulness
In her design
You will find uninhibited chaos

Sweet, fierce winter
Often underestimated
Rarely coveted
But always
And forever
Picturesque and appreciated.


Congratulations to this week’s community favorite, Mel Douleur. You can find the original piece on her blog, here.

Be sure to check in Monday for the newest prompt.

Photo Credit: vuzel on deviant art/ Design Credit: Laura A. Lord

Winter Voting

It’s that wonderful time of the week where we get to read all the fantastic work by the poets in our community and vote on our favorites! This week’s prompt got us into the mood for some chilly weather…

So grab a cup of hot chocolate, wrap up in your Snuggie (it’s totally okay if you actually own one of those), and get ready to warm yourself with words.

Remember, voting lasts until midnight EST and the winner(s) will be featured tomorrow at 10:00am!

Thanks for a wonderful week and we’ll see you next Monday for a new prompt.


A Walk in the Snow by Billygoat Gruff (in the comments)

Icy Heart by Shilyot

Winter by Mel Douleur

A Non-Ending Winter by Saya

Weather by Mark Schutter

Floods in Silence by Sean Bidd

Why So Cold? by Franz