Poetry topic idea: isolation

Today’s poetry topic idea is isolation.  In the current situation, isolation is something many people are experiencing.  Because of this, it might be helpful to write poetry about it.  A poet could write about:

  • What it’s like to be isolated. What it’s like not to see other people.
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  • Not being able to go out. This could be related to human interactions or not being able to go places or get things.
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  • Boredom.
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  • What it like to avoid people, for example when someone delivers something.
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  • Worrying about running out of things because they can’t be purchased or ordered.
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  • What will happen when isolation is over. A poet could write about the first things they want to do.
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  • The purpose of isolation.

 

Here is an example poem using the idea of isolation:

it’s almost like
a movie with magic
where the heroes find
that they can defeat the monster
only by being apart

Experimental Poetry Form: top letter row of the keyboard

Today’s experimental poetry form is called top letter row of the keyboard.

Depending on the keyboard you use, the top letter row may consist of the following letters in the following order: qwertyuiop.  These letters form the basis of the poetry form.  The form has the following elements:

1. It is an acrostic poem of one stanza with the acrostic aspect forming qwertyuiop.

2. Each line has ten syllables, which is the number of letters in qwertyuiop.

3. The lines starting with consonants rhyme (qwrtyp) and the lines starting with vowels rhyme (euio).

Here is an example poem illustrating the form:

Quickly escape the labyrinth, do not wait.
With quick steps the monster seeks you with hate.
Each second you delay, your time does wane.
Reach the end in time, and pass through the gate.
The monster runs and it will not be late.
You must flee! Escape a horrible fate!
Unless you escape, all will be in vain.
It will capture you and inflict such pain.
Outside there is safety from this great bane.
Please escape now. Time will not slow its rate.

Poem with an explanation: the day monster

Within the night of the day dream,
where things are lie but do not seem,
the monster’s teeth both shine and gleam,
and in the dark the mind does scream.

The flames do roar at strike of match,
and chains do bind and locks do latch,
the monster’s close and soon will catch,
its claws do reach to grab and snatch.

And in the world there seems a fight,
within the dream of day not night,
the struggle moves both left and right,
and all is fought without the sight.

And then the time when dams do break,
does come and with the quickness make,
a soul to fall and form to shake,
and in the world a soul to wake.

The eyes do gleam but with a start,
and in the form there is a heart,
that seems pierced through like with a dart,
as from the dream the soul does part.

The lights do shine and fogs do clear,
the monster’s roar is far not near,
and though the heart does feel the fear,
the sound of it it does not hear.

And in the world the mind does know,
that flames that roar do seem to sow,
the dreams of day all filled with woe,
where monster teeth both shine and glow.

 

This poem is about a dream a person has during the day when they are ill and have a fever.  When a person is ill and has a fever, sometimes they can have dreams that feel very bad but are incoherent.  When they awake, they can have a realization of what was happening.

In the poem, the person is sleeping during the day.  This is because they are ill.  They are also having a bad dream.  This is described in the first line of the first stanza.

The first line says, “Within the night of the day dream”.  The person is asleep, and they are dreaming.  It is day time, but they are not having a daydream.  It is metaphorically night because the person is having a bad dream.

The person feels that what they are dreaming is real.  This is shown in the second line which says, “where things are lie but do not seem”.

The third line describes the badness of the dream as a monster with teeth that “shine and gleam”.

The fourth line shows the person’s fear (and in the dark the mind does scream).

The second stanza starts off by describing the fever the person has.  Because of the dream and their illness the person feels like they can’t move (and chains do bind and locks do latch).  The next two lines describe the feeling of the bad dream.

The third stanza moves from the dream world to reality.  As the person sleeps, they move and seem to struggle.  This is because of their illness and their bad dream.  The physical struggle of the person is described in this stanza.

In the fourth stanza, the person’s fever breaks and they start to sweat.  This is described in the first line, “And then the time when dams do break”.  This causes the person to wake up and in that process they feel like they are falling and shaking (a soul to fall and form to shake).  At the end of the sensation, the person wakes up (and in the world a soul to wake).

As the person wakes up they do so with a start (The eyes do gleam but with a start).  Their heart is beating fast (and in the form there is a heart, that seems pierced through like with a dart).  In the process the person leaves the dream world they were in (as from the dream the soul does part).

The person becomes more aware of reality in the next stanza (The lights do shine and fogs do clear).  They start to feel removed from the bad dream (the monster’s roar is far not near).  They still feel afraid (and though the heart does feel the fear), though they are more removed from its source (the sound of it it does not hear).

In the last stanza, the person realizes what happened (And in the world the mind does know).  They understand that the fever caused the bad dream.

In terms of form, each stanza follows the same format.  All stanzas are four lines written in iambic tetrameter.  All lines in a stanza rhyme.  Incorrect grammar was used in some places for sound and to fit the form.

Poem with an explanation: the boy and the monster

There the boy stands,
alone.

He is helpless,
with no strength,
with no weapons,
with no armor.

It is worse.
He is weak,
he is tired,
he can hardly,
stand.

There,
falling from the sky,
is the monster.

Large,
grotesque,
it stands,
its teeth,
shine,
its arms,
wave.

It roars,
it towers over the boy,
it is fat,
and ugly,
and hideous.

It roars at the boy,
and says,
he will,
die.

The monster,
rears back,
and moves forward,
to consume the boy,
with one bite.

The boy stands,
crying,
and is scared.

But the boy,
the boy alone,
is not alone.

Soldiers fall from the sky.
They stand between the boy,
and the monster,
and pressing buttons,
a force field appears.

The monster hits the field,
stumbles back,
and in a rage,
swings its arm,
to swipe the soldiers away.

A burst shines out,
and then another,
the monster falls back,
other soldiers,
from the behind the boy,
fire their cannon.

The boy,
does not know,
where the soldiers,
come from.

The monster,
does not know,
where the soldiers,
come from.

The monster roars,
and shouts,
that it,
will kill the boy,
and that,
the soldiers,
are nothing.

The monster tries to leap,
forward into the sky,
but in a flash,
its left arm,
is torn away.

There are more soldiers,
countless soldiers,
they surround the boy,
their lasers,
and cannons,
and bombs,
are deafening.

The monster,
cannot be seen,
from the explosions.

In the distance,
there is smoke,
and chants,
and voices.

The boy huddles,
on the ground.

The vast space,
is now covered,
with soldiers,
one picks up the boy,
holding him,
and speaking softly.

The boy smiles.

The monster is dead.

The soldiers cheer.

 

This poem is about a small boy with cancer and the innumerable number of people who help him beat it.