Poetry Prompt ~ In The Moment

Hello fellow poets!

William Penn once said “Time is what we want the most, but what we use the worst.”

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All too often you find yourself exhausted from the hustle of everyday life. As we crawl into bed, we sometimes wonder where the day has gone and why there isn’t any extra minutes to be found. We pack our schedules with to do’s and become frustrated when they are not all accomplished. Before one day is over, we’ve already begun to think about how we will spend the next. Would you agree that we tend to take our days for granted? Do you agree that we strive to just make it through instead of enjoying every minute? I know that’s how it can be for me sometimes, so today I want to slow things down a bit.

Pick one small moment out of your day… one moment that frustrated you or made you smile. Reflect back on a moment that you spent with your children or talked with an old friend. Did you experience a  moment of peace or witness an act of kindness? Did you come to a realization about your life or discover something new? Choose one moment out of your day and write a poem about it.


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 Here’s how to participate

1. Write a poem in response to the prompt

2.Share your poem on your blog

3.Post your link in a comment below this post


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14 comments for “Poetry Prompt ~ In The Moment

  1. January 25, 2013 at 10:01 am
  2. January 25, 2013 at 8:11 pm

    Great prompt, Dana! Here’s my attempt:

    “Just A Minute”

    The times she held up
    one finger toward me
    from the phone–

    How I wish I had stolen
    just one, could hit
    the pause

    to know
    she would be with me
    in just another second.

  3. Veronica Roth
    January 25, 2013 at 9:38 pm

    It is a great prompt Dana.
    Here’s mine:

    for weeks now time has built walls around us
    and I have been busy climbing ladders
    to try to look at the sun
    and at you on the other side

    from time to time
    an eagle has soared in the sky
    and I thought I heard you try to tell me
    something about rainbows

    and I’ve started to walk to you
    over the rooftops and the clouds
    and as I come closer
    you float up to me above the tree tops

    when I reach you I shall give you
    a miracle I found on the way
    and put in my pocket
    to contradict the clocks that hold us prisoner

    • January 25, 2013 at 9:55 pm

      I love how this flows! I was climbing up the ladder and looking at rainbows!!

  4. January 25, 2013 at 9:56 pm

    Thanks Ladies!

  5. January 26, 2013 at 10:05 am


    Between my fingers is a tiny wet paint
    brush loaded with Spirit Number Nine,
    I have sloshed it on my nails and skin
    like I am five playing with mommy’s makeup,

    These new bifocals play games with
    my eyes
    These old fingers steady as she blows
    no longer

    I polish to hide the years of abuse
    and dishwater to pretend youthfulness
    and life at niece’s wedding tomorrow,
    The news anchor drones about gold
    and unemployment polishing our spirits
    with a red lacquer while I wait for
    Spirit Number Nine to dry.

    • January 26, 2013 at 10:13 am

      I love all the imagery that pops into my head as I read this! I am terrible at painting my fingernails… I get it everywhere! haha Thank you so much for participating!!

    • January 26, 2013 at 10:04 pm

      I loved it JoAnn! Thanks for joining in!!

  6. Sopphey
    January 30, 2013 at 12:07 am

    I’m a little late to the party, but here’s my poem: http://sopphey.onimpression.com/2013/01/gray-morning.html

  7. Meena Rose
    January 30, 2013 at 1:02 am

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