The Poetry Question

Discovering the Relevance of Words

The Daily Prompt- January 17th


1. Use the prompt in the way it’s intended (starting a sentence, the title of the piece, theme, etc)

2. You may write in any format you see fit (fiction, non-fiction, poem, song, script, etc.)

3. Post your piece of writing in the comments section of the website to be considered for the ‘Best Of’ section.


The Prompt- Dartboard

Grab your copy of your favorite book and open it at random. Let your finger fall on the page and write a piece inspired by the sentence on which it lands.

About Doran Simmons

I'm a writer and a camper and a keeper of fish. I was trained as a flight instructor and work day jobs and write nonsense for public consumption (hopefully).

5 comments on “The Daily Prompt- January 17th

  1. The Running Son
    January 17, 2014

    Roses are ruddy
    Violets are vampires
    Both skins are buddies
    Hiding from sun-fire

    Hard cars are red
    Traffic cops are blue
    Purple is the color
    When you mix up the two

    Roses are red blooded
    Violets, the blue loser
    Figures a red prick
    Would be the abuser

    (From a harlequin romance novel [my roommate’s, not mine.])

  2. JG Allan
    January 17, 2014

    I grabbed the nearest book instead of my dearest book.

    If you choked the chicken to death,
    would that be a murder most fowl?

    If tasteless puns aren’t you thing, have No Fear, there’s a translation anyone can understand.

    (No Fear Shakespeare: Hamlet, I.v.27)

  3. Luba Vorobyeva
    January 28, 2014

    I opened a random page in the book I’m reading and eyes landed on a sentence, “It would be her time to leave.” It reminded me of a time when the dearest women in my life had to leave, it was her time.

  4. Hunter
    January 28, 2014

    The voices in the wind gibbered of dark deeds that no mind wished to dwell on; of flesh and blood being torn and mended. They fought to escape the wind but their will was rapidly dwindling. After several minutes of the wind clawing at their sanity they finally broke through the wall and left it behind, free of the ways madness.

  5. Mary Hosack
    January 28, 2014

    I enter the room and go to the shower, scrubbing off the filth before I enter the arena. To me this is pointless, but I do it anyway. I’m only going to enter the arena and be covered again in dirt and grime again. In a way though it feels right. I want to make a good impression on everyone, want to look my best for the people betting on my death.

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