Have writers block? Below is a list of 50 ideas to help you get started on your next poem.
1. Recall one of your favorite memories and write about how it shaped you to be who you are today.
2. Take your readers on a journey on what goes on inside your mind.
3. Write from the perspective of your favorite animal.
4. Take a life changing event and delve deep into the emotions and feelings you felt as it was happening and after.
5. Recall a moment where you might've been the bad guy in someone else's story.
6. Write about moments we typically take for granted.
7. Write from the perspective of an alien who knows nothing of Earth.
8. Take a mundane idea and make it into an abstract and enticing moment.
9. Think about a character in your favorite book and write about what you would have done if you were in their shoes.
10. Take inspiration from current events and politics.
11. Write from the perspective of somebody with opposing views and values than you.
12. Write from the perspective of a parent trying to take care of their kids or teaching them how to do something.
13. Write about the journey of an inanimate object. Example: what did that dollar bill go through to end up in your pocket?
14. Write a poem about the 7 deadly sins and which one(s) you feel you are most tempted by.
15. Grab a random book, turn to a random page, and the first sentence you see has to be the first line of the poem.
16. Write a poem for the first person on your Instagram feed that relates to the image they posted.
17. Write about the sounds around you.
18. Write a poem thanking someone important in your life.
19. Write to the version of yourself from the past and discuss the things you wished you knew when you were that age.
20. Write about how a certain song resonates with you.
21. Use all of the following words: vibrant, droplet, reflection, distress, discovery, whistle, walking, and tranquil in any order.
22. Would you choose to live near the beach or the mountains? City or country? Discuss why.
23. Which natural element would you choose to be able to control and why?
24. What have you always wondered about certain family members?
25. Write a poem of questions only.
26. Try to write a poem without using the word "the."
27. Describe the current weather and how it makes you feel.
28. Analyze your favorite quote.
29. Experiment with a style that your favorite poets like to use.
30. Look around and find somebody that you do not know much or anything about and make up a fake life story for them.
31. Ever travel? Compare a place you went to with the place you live in.
32. Talk about a person who used to be in your life that isn't in your life anymore.
33. Give advice to people who might need to hear it from someone who has had experience with the issue.
34. What does each color mean to you?
35. Remember a time you felt betrayed and write from both your perspective and the betrayer's perspective.
36. Discuss a moment where you felt safe and happy.
37. What inventions do you believe need to be made to make your life easier?
38. What are your favorite words and why?
39. Do you have any poems that you could write a sequel or a prequel to?
40. Compare what your life now is to what your life was like 5 years ago. Also consider writing about what you hope your life will be like 5 years in the future.
41. Take your phone number and find a word that has the same amount of letters as the number and make each sentence start with that word. (For instance, if my number had 555 in it, I would choose words like "start," "earth," and "death" that all have five letters and have each sentence start with one of those words.
42. What animal scares you and why?
43. Have any fears you can discuss?
44. Describe what the world would be like if everything was a different color. (if the sky was green, the grass was blue, etc.)
45. Write about a topic that you are very passionate about like racism, sexism, politics, religion, etc.
46. If you were to become a celebrity, what would it be for and how would you live your life?
47. Write a bad poem on purpose.
48. Write a poem that uses the phrase: "the sky has frozen."
49. Type a bunch of random letters and turn that into an acronym for a line in your poem.
50. Describe a task you found to be extremely difficult and how you were able to complete it anyway.
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What are some horrifying discoveries found inside the Devil’s Bible?
The Codex Gigas, or Devil's Bible, is the largest surviving medieval manuscript. It measures 92 cm tall, 22 cm thick, and weighs 72 kg. Created in 13th century Bohemia, the Codex Gigas contains a Vulgate Bible and a compendium of Bohemian knowledge. Remarkably, handwriting analysis suggests the entire book was written by a single scribe, a task that would have taken an estimated 20 years. The calligraphy throughout the Codex Gigas is astoundingly consistent, showcasing the scribe's unwavering precision and skill. The most striking illustration in the book is a full-page depiction of the Devil, shown crouching with raised clawed hands and a snarling expression. Legend claims that a monk named Herman the Recluse, facing punishment, promised to create the book in one night to earn redemption. The story suggests that Herman sought the Devil's help, who agreed in exchange for Herman's soul and the inclusion of the Devil's portrait. While the tale of Herman the Recluse and the Devil's involvement is merely a legend, it adds to the intrigue surrounding the Codex Gigas. The Codex Gigas remains a testament to the knowledge, artistry, and dedication of its mysterious creator. So, if you ever get a chance to see the Devil's Bible in person, do it. Just don't blame me if you have nightmares about that creepy Devil picture later.
By Infographics Show7 days ago in Poets
Peanuts and Crackerjack
Bottom of the ninth inning. The game is tied with two outs, two strikes and a man on second. I tap the bat on home plate. The rigid vibrations it creates reminds my aching digits that this isn't over. The practice swing only adds to the heft of mental burnout... Man on second, willing to chance it. Pitcher eyes him but doesn't give in to the dangerous bluff. I kick up dust, readying the peculiar stance I've had since the days of little league. The bat lays stiff upon my cramping shoulder. Pain has no reason to be acknowledged; it's a fleeting afterthought. The sun sits passed high noon, but the stadium lights are on anyway. They trick my brain into believing they are the cause of this sweltering heat. Sporadic clouds are motionless, they too, don't want to miss this exhilarating predicament. Anticipating the next pitch, intensifying roars from the crowd rumble the stadium... Behind me, the crafty catcher adjusts his stance and spits to the dry dirt. Behind him, the staunch umpire doesn't flinch or even blink; he knows how important his call will be. The pitcher winds up, his grip tells me its gonna curve. The release is fierce! Beads of sweat from his hair and face disperse in every direction as the force of his might is unfailing. My left leg lifts—an instinctual move that will increase the power of my swing. It's all down to my two, bloodshot eyes. They lock onto the speeding, white dot as it instantly becomes the target I intend to destroy. The swing is late, but I manage a solid tip. The ball is taking a fast bounce toward the pitcher who is recovering from the almighty throw! Man on second leaves in a desperate rush! I fling the bat to the side with a sense of urgency and make a mad sprint to the only destination I have—first base. Three defenders race inward to be the first to retrieve the skidding ball. Man is almost on third! I watch the open glove of my adversary, wondering if I’ve done enough to win this race. I switch my attention to his eyes, looking for a clue, some kind of reaction that tells me the ball is in the air and heading his way. All I see is frustration. The deafening roar of the crowd spikes! Something happens that I can’t see! My opponent abandons his post right as my left stride touches the bag. I waste no time turning my head to see the pitcher laying on his stomach, pounding the mound with an open glove. He misses the opportunity to out me and the ball has quickly bounced past him. Excitement grows! This isn’t over yet... It's become an imperative fight to tag out the runner heading homeward. The catcher falls to his knees in obvious despair as he watches my teammate make the run of his life. He knows it’s going to be close when he sees the shortstop fumble the ball a second too long. I jump up and down with no plans on leaving first base. All my chips are on the speed and agility of the active runner. His cleats dig into the dirt, trailing a dust-filled cyclone from the rapid and strenuous strides. With a thrusting dive and an outstretched arm, he lands on his chest to begin the crucial slide to home plate. The shortstop fires the ball to the catcher! It immediately begins closing the gap! Nail-biting doesn't begin to describe the anxious vibe permeating the stadium. The bench begins to celebrate even before he reaches the plate. Forty thousand cheering fans reach maximum crescendo, filling the air with a glorious sound. Everyone knows how this story will end… My teammate is met by the entire bench as his fingers inch across home plate, instantly followed by the unmistakable motion of the catcher's glove attempting to tag him out—its milliseconds too late. The ump swings his arms outward, officially calling him safe.
By Lamar Wiggins6 days ago in Fiction
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