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Monday Poetry Prompt: Rudiments


This week let’s write a rudiments poem. We all have skills in poetry, in addition to many other areas, so write about those necessary basics needed to do what we do, whatever that may be, cooking, swimming or even writing. Post your elementary response in the comments below.


About Bartholomew Barker

Bartholomew Barker is one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry lovers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he makes money as a computer programmer to fund his poetry habit.


12 thoughts on “Monday Poetry Prompt: Rudiments

  1. apologise for the format… Here is the link:

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    Posted by Cassa Bassa | August 1, 2020, 2:32 AM
  2. Rudiment

    I am a steady builder
    with a simple mind

    So I think
    if I take hold of the rudiment of love
    I will just build on it note by note
    until a love song is created
    and sung in harmony
    for the rest of our humble life

    Half way through
    I realise I am confronted with a pattern
    that will not flow in one accord
    it is like a stream from the mountain top
    descending with the landslide
    I believe it will make it on its own
    landing somewhere destined by Mother Earth

    In the end
    I will bawl my eyes out
    wholeheartedly celebrating
    a masterpiece which we are meant to create together
    but now
    only you in the centre stage
    surrounded by applause
    without the sight of me

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    Posted by Cassa Bassa | August 1, 2020, 2:27 AM
  3. my brain
    is undeveloped
    there’s a place
    where there is a stop
    call it a brake
    mine needs new brakes
    the older they get
    the more they slip
    maybe it’s a good thing

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    Posted by Lisa Tomey | July 27, 2020, 7:07 PM
  4. Lessons
    Kindergarten lessons:
    Play nice and be kind.
    Share the crayons and the toys.
    Hold hands while crossing the street.

    Elementary school lessons:
    Stand in line. Obey bells.
    You will be judged.
    Mind your Permanent Record.

    Too numerous to list,
    and constantly changing,
    we are all trained animals.

    Keep those halcyon days in mind.
    Play nice and be kind.

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    Posted by JeanMarie | July 27, 2020, 5:05 PM

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