Bestselling author Beth Kempton regularly hosts tiny poem challenges. The task is to write a poem within ten minutes using the prompt of the day. All words are mine.
GLASS by Malumir R. Logan
Watch the video to view the poem. Poem is also typed out below. Prompt was “glass.”
Tiny autumn poem Glass by Malumir LoganGLASS by Malumir R. Logan
Rays stream in gleaming tendrils through
Each piece itself but meagre
When shards can form panes towering high
We solder on together
Music in the video is called Haven by Headlund from Epidemic Sound and used with permission via Canva Pro.
CHOICE by Malumir R. Logan
Watch the video to view the poem. Poem is also typed out below. Prompt was “choice.”
Tiny poem choice by Malumir Loganchoice by Malumir R. Logan
eight beasts surround with vicious snarls—
pose terrible predation;
or are they swords plunged into earth
that block the path to freedom?
instead mere posts with ribbons tied
flit fretfully in the wind,
renewing my mind with space to breathe;
the agency to slip between
Music in the video is called The Sun Might Rise in the West by Jakob Ahlbom from Epidemic Sound and used with permission via Canva Pro.
VALLEY ROAD by Malumir R. Logan
Poem is typed out below. Prompt was “curve.”
VALLEY ROAD by Malumir R. Logan
Even when the road curves out of sight,
All clarity obscured,
Each broken paint line on the road is straight,
The way directed clear.
FIGURE by Malumir R. Logan
Watch the video to view the poem. Poem is also typed out below. Prompt was “figure.”
Figure ground means we know what we see Because we can compare That which is person to that which is ground We assess so true and fair We lose our way when the question of What is person becomes unclear Ancestral emotions run rampant for all Yet which by Malumir LoganFIGURE by Malumir R. Logan
Figure ground means we know what we see
Because we can compare
That which is person to that which is ground
We assess so true and fair
We lose our way when the question of
What is person becomes unclear
Ancestral emotions run rampant for all
Yet which canaries are heeded?
The answer is not in bracelets and pearls
Or requests for friendship unearned
Ever more inward to query ourselves
On “what is person” will help reveal it.
CONVERSATION WITH THE LAKE by Malumir R. Logan
Watch the video to view the poem. Poem is also typed out below. Prompt was “movement.”
Tiny autumn poem conversation with lake movement by Malumir LoganCONVERSATION WITH THE LAKE by Malumir R. Logan
waves roll in
froth peaks, grey valleys
clouds build up
hard mist, stoic towers
rain spills down
free drops, hard landing
fog forms inland
carrying with it the wisdom of this journey
Music in the video is called Porcelain Cloud by Headlund from Epidemic Sound and used with permission via Canva Pro.
EDIT by Malumir R. Logan
Poem is typed out below. Prompt was “edit.”
EDIT by Malumir R Logan
From 8000 characters to 4000
Restraint becomes
Freeing
PERMISSION by Malumir R Logan
Poem is typed out below. Prompt was “heat.”
PERMISSION by Malumir R. Logan
The cyclone reels up
Adaptive rage inspires change
Together, allow
JANUARY WAYS by Malumir R Logan
Poem is typed out below. Prompt was “mottled.”
JANUARY WAYS by Malumir R. Logan
Chocolate chip cookies, warm and soft
Snow on grass in a January melt
Steep and worthy climb ahead
Together in rest and action
WHITE ORCHID by Malumir R. Logan
Poem is typed out below. Prompt was “harbour.”
WHITE ORCHID by Malumir R Logan
lights glimmer and gleam through rolling fog
humidity moved with heavy breeze
peak rises above, never triumphed by
nearby architecture sporting lowered eyes
green and white layered simplicity
carries us across the way while I
wrench to recall the beauty of these spaces
I can never behold again
surge to relay the ancient nature of January
exhorting release of the pearls
ever the canary, none of this is new
time to shore up safe harbour is now
MURMURATION by Malumir R. Logan
Poem is typed out below. Prompt was “flock.”
MURMURATION by Malumir R Logan
Swarming in bright dance
Starlings soar, one entity
Beating hearts formed whole
conscience by Malumir R. Logan
Watch the video to view the poem. Poem is also typed out below. Prompt was “grand.”
conscience by Malumir R Logan
aching canyon yawns in the fading dusk,
myriad stars uncloak overhead.
rusting in a suit of steel, glass and concrete,
he allows the gate back to himself to disintegrate into desert sand