\nWrite a poem with a formal rhyming style (owing to the rhyming slang nature of so many of the calls) – limericks I think might be featured heavily in this category.<\/p>\n
2. Suitcase.<\/em> 3. Stream.<\/em> Bonus Play.<\/em><\/p>\n 4. Picturebook.<\/em> Finally.<\/p>\n I\u2019m going to allow myself three\u00a0wild balls (numbers)<\/i>, wherein if I am really struggling to complete a poem of sufficient quality (& I use the term loosely given the time constraints of this competition \ud83d\ude42 ) I can, once 30 minutes has elapsed, draw a replacement ball (number) & try to complete a poem based on this new ball (number) in the final half an hour. At the end of the hour, I shall choose whichever ball (number) generated the best poem & post that.<\/p>\n Clear as mud?<\/p>\n I think I understand what I\u2019m gonna do, at least, which is probably the most important thing.<\/p>\n Also, part of me is hoping that some of these poems will be fun &\u00a0\u2018kid friendly\u2019 – obviously not one\u2019s with slightly more, built-in nuendo, but I believe, some of the funny rhyming phrases have the potential to appeal to young poetry connoisseurs.<\/p>\n & finally finally, if it turns out this whole idea is nothing more than a ridiculous exercise in futility\/pretension\/stupidity, I am going to all myself the freedom to abandon BINGOLINGO altogether & just aim to write a poem an hour on ANY topic for the remaining hours rather than give up on the marathon altogether.<\/p>\n & so, the countdown has begun. Don’t bother calling me for the next 8-10 hours, cos I’m going back to bed so I’m rested up for my 24 hours of NumberCalling, PoemCrunching, JackpotHitting, SeniorCitizenImpersonating MarathonMadness.<\/p>\n NB – folks are welcome to call me at 10.55 just to make sure I’m awake \ud83d\ude00 *****<\/p>\n
\nTaking one of the calls & \u201cunpacking it\u201d (I hate that phrase \u2014 originally I used bomb\/blowing the poem up imagery, but that just wasn\u2019t quite right), i.e., say I draw #11 \u201clegs eleven\u201d, I write a poem about a character with eleven legs, or in which eleven legs are featured. Make sense? I might also research the call, see if I can find out why say, #30 is known as a Burlington Bertie (turns out it\u2019s a music hall song composed by Harry B. Norris in 1900 and sung by Vesta Tilley. Parodied in the now-much-better-known \u201cBurlington Bertie from Bow\u201d\u00a0[1915] ). Any of which might become\u00a0Gedichtfodder<\/i>\u00a0(as the Germans call it) \u2014 though for the life of me I can\u2019t quite see how. Seriously, what the hell am I getting into?<\/p>\n
\nA much more \u201cstream-of-consciousness\u201d\/word association style of poem. In these poems, it is my aim\/intention to include as many of the calls as possible (i.e., I have found 8 different calls for the #8. In a stream poem, I\u2019d aim to include all 8 somehow); or, perhaps even more fun, take some of the crazy calls & see where they lead \u2014 to see how I can fit \u201ccock & hen\u201d, \u201cuncle Ben\u201d & \u201cPrime Minister\u2019s Den\u201d into one poem. I\u2019m hoping this may even in turn lead to my very own new, invented calls.<\/p>\n
\nAs many of the higher numbers have limited calls available to them [& often rather bland ones at that, big numbers that end in 7 often relate \u2014 somewhat weirdly, to heaven, haven\u2019t figured out why \u2014 or those starting with 7 become lucky one, lucky two, etc (\u2018lucky\u2019 being a call for #7 itself) ] anyhow, be that all as it may, if I find myself truly truly stuck on a big one (or just find myself at 4am staring at a blank screen desert) I\u2019m going to allow myself an out. (This is meant to be creative exercise after all, not a self-inflicted torture sesh.) That \u2018out\u2019 is one I often use to find inspiration for writing \u2014 that of going to one of my favourite artist websites (like deviantart) & type in that hour\u2019s number or its call & see if there are any artworks which come up\/use it as a title\/theme, which I can then draw from. Ergo, any resultant poem might only have tangential or surreal connections to its originating call.<\/p>\n
\nNB2 – guests welcome to visit on the hour to draw the next number, but then you have to sod off while I write (unless you bring food)…<\/p>\n
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