Write a poem from the third person perspective about something that happened to you personally.
The Poetry Marathon
Prompt for Hour Thirteen
Write a poem with no visual imagery in it whatsoever. Instead rely on your other 4 senses to pull the poem along.
Congratulations Half Marathoners!
Congratulations Half Marathoners you have completed your task!
12 poems in 12 hours is no easy feat.
If for some reason you feel the urge to continue on, you can join the full marathoners for the next 12 hours. If not, relax and reward yourself for all that hard work
If you completed the half marathon please send us an email (at poets@thepoetrymarathon.com) with your name, email address, and mailing address (for us to mail the certificate of completion to). There is no rush.
In the next week or so we will be in contact with you about the forthcoming anthology chapbooks. Only poets who completed the half and full marathons will be eligible for inclusion in the chapbook. All poets who are in the chapbook will get a complimentary copy shipped to them.
Thank you for writing so many poems in such a short time frame. We look forward to reading them once we recover.
Prompt for Hour Twelve
The half way point or finish line is here, depending on the length of your marathon. So congratulations half marathoners, you are almost there!
This prompt is to write about a world with alternative rules. To help inspire this prompt I have included one of my favorite poems by Jeffery McDaniels “The Quiet World”.
In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.Late at night, I call my long distance lover,
proudly say I only used fifty-nine today.
I saved the rest for you.When she doesn’t respond,
I know she’s used up all her words,
so I slowly whisper I love you
thirty-two and a third times.
After that, we just sit on the line
and listen to each other breathe.—The Quiet World, Jeffrey McDaniel
Prompt for Hour Eleven
Half Marathoners are entering the end stretch and Marathoners are approaching the half way point. Hopefully everyone is doing well and writing a lot of poems.
The prompt for hour eleven is to write a poem about someone, but to break the poem up into ten short numbered parts. Not all the parts have to be explicitly about the person, some can describe there dress and behavior, others can make more obscure references to their style of speech. The details are entirely up to you.
Prompt for Hour Ten
Write a poem focused on location. Instead of just focusing on describing that location (be it a house, a car, a lake, a mountain), try and frame it in terms of a story or an idea.
Prompt for Hour Nine
This hour your challenge is to write a poem about coffee . Although there is one tiny catch. You can never use the words coffee, beans, black, milky, cafe, or caffeine in this poem. You must convey the idea of coffee, of drinking it, without ever mentioning these words.
Obviously, this is a little tricky. If you want to write a first draft containing these words, go right ahead. But then you must edit them out.
The challenge of this prompt is to convey something without stating it. It is also fun to challenge one’s mind to use new and different language to describe something you encounter everyday, even if you don’t drink it yourself.
Prompt for Hour Eight
For this prompt, re-imagine a fairy tale or a myth. Take the general plot of one well known story and change one key component. It could be the gender of the characters, the ending, or just one of the important details contained within the story.
Prompt for Hour Seven
Title a poem as you would start a letter with Dear “insert name here”, then go on to write a poem to the person whose name you used. That person could be real or fully imagined. The contents of the poem could contain truth or fiction, but you must keep in mind the duel nature of this poem, it is a letter as well as a poem.