Updated: Apr 22
Day eleven brings forth the eleventh prompt. Today., we are writing about control, in any way, shape, or form. Be it lack of control, too much control, or anything else control related, all is possible and acceptable.
I have quite an interesting idea, so let’s see if I manage to make it work. Here is my take at a control poem.
it glitters in the winter night the breath that moves us forward a step too far, and we are done this life of ours traded over for the breath that moves us forward froze on the tip of the ice this life of ours traded over for a love which came too soon froze on the tip of the ice we buried it underneath the sea a love which came too soon for all of those to follow us
we buried it underneath the sea
it glitters in the winter night
for all of those to follow us
a step too far, and we are done
For today, I decided to write a pantoum - a form of poetry similar to a villanelle in that there are repeating lines throughout the poem. It is composed of a series of quatrains; the second and fourth lines of each stanza are repeated as the first and third lines of the next stanza – for what better way to express control in a poem than to follow the strict rules of a pantoum structure.
I find writing a pantoum hard, because you have to repeat lines without making them feel over-used, and I have to admit, I only succeed in doing so from time to time, when inspiration strikes high.
There is one rule which I added, and I always follow it, that is, no punctuation and no capital letters. I like thinking of the lines of a pantoum to be the letters of crosswords. They need to be “plain” enough to be able to combine them, effortlessly, with another set of lines.
That is all for today, I hope you enjoyed it and see you tomorrow!