At the midway point of the CV2 2-day poem contest.
Sunday, April 6th, 2008Yep, the Contemporary Verse 2 2-day poem contest is here, and it’s half over. The ten words are Vessel, filament, proof, article, thorax, wrench, buckle, sienna, rattle, and nervous. The real wrench in the gears is thorax. Filament is a cool word, and easy to use because it sounds so cool. They have a clock on the guidelines site here.
So far, I’ve written 3 different versions. A sestina, a double abecedarian, and a white space happy free verse poem. All with different narratives (the 2xABCDian is loosely a narrative).
I planned on writing a more standard for me “kind of quirky and ironic free verse” poem, and maybe try something even more crazy, like a paradelle. That would be pretty sweet, but I make no promises.
After the contest is closed, I hope to post some participant’s alternate poems as well as my own in a little permanent link page by the Firestarter Challenges. You know the address: zebulonhuset (a - t) gmail (dot) com.

Movies are filmed all over the world. One time Jessica and I stayed at a motel that turned out to be the same motel from “Miami” in the movie
For those who haven’t heard,
second person.) This event should expand the metaphor with a brief narrative. Move on to three things that once were, be it in the relationship, or before the relationship, depending on the lean you take (I love love! or One is the loneliest number, or any shades of tangerine in between) . Then take that metaphor to its end, as in, if the metaphor is about the negatives of dependency, then seperate (break up, walk away etc) If it’s about animals migrating to a beautiful, far away breeding place, clear the hill and see the valley (This can be about happiness, a monumental event like marriage, erotica, plenty of room to make like a penguin, spread your wings and walk around.)
It’s that day of the year, you know, the one that only comes once a year. Unlike, well, just like every other day, but that’s besides the point. Christmas is a time honored holiday that many many celebrate.
Write a piece of short fiction, where at about 1,500 words, the character says “to hell with it” (or something like that) and leaves in some fantastical way… walks across the ocean, sprouts a cocoon, levitates… and that’s the end.