Daily Prompt: Right to Brag

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Tell us about something you( or a person close to you)have done recently( or not so recently) that has made you really, unabashedly proud.

I don’t know if I’ve gotten the right to ‘Brag’ but honestly I never dreamed I’d be able to complete the two week poetry course offered by WordPress, recently.

It was ten days of serious writing of poetry, we covered topics like: Screen, Haiku and Alliteration, coming from a background of memorization  and recitation, ‘Alliteration’ reminded me it’s only the beginning that there was more to come which would completely knock my concentration.

I still kept my mind in check, giving up was not what I’d like, because I refused to be a coward. Next evening the prompt was : Gift, Simile and Acrostic.

I had no trouble knowing what ‘Gift’ means to me. ‘Simile’ I had a faint idea, but ‘Acrostic’ was as foreign as Latin. How was I going to tackle with the ‘A’ word. My mind however was always ready to step in: “Come on read the instructions it cannot that tough.”

I put on my thinking cap and set my eyes in motion, surprisingly enough it all came together for me.

Once I agreed to go for the ride, I wasn’t going to give up , no matter how jerky the ride would turn out to be.

We were entering station three, here we had to cross “Skin, Prose Poetry and Internal Rhyme.”

The instruction was to choose whatever meaning of ‘Skin’ speaks to me most. I picked the most obvious one and did whatever I could with: Prose Poetry and Internal Rhyme.

Fourth Day I decided to have some fun with: Imperfect, limerick and Enjambment. My brother’s face showed up in the horizon, I got my cue, and thought there is no better guinea pig like my brother. There were some laughs on the way. I felt we’re only here for a short while why not have a bit of fun.

Day five introduced me to, Map ,Ode and Metaphor: I wrote my poem, whether it deserved an ,”A,B, or C.” I was not worried because I could see the finish line.

Day Six: it stunned me, I understood, Face, Found Poetry, Chiasmus thoroughly scared me. The ride was getting jerkier now, I wasn’t ready to take a Bow.

Then came number Seven: Neighborhood, Ballad and Assonance, I began to feel trapped in my vehicle, sure I expected some turbulence but this one felt as if I’d crash. We had an ace for a pilot, so I felt secure.

Station number Eight had a weird name it was : Flavor, Elegy, and Enumeratio. I told Horatio our station master, I’d be fine.

Number nine also alarmed me for I saw the sign: Cold, Concrete Poem and Anaphora/ Epistrophe. I almost crashed here, luckily the tree came to my aid.

Day Ten was my toughest test, I had to deal with : Pleasure, Sonnet, Apostrophe. I read Shakespeare’s sonnets also those written by  Brownings. It didn’t matter, my brain refused to cooperate. I thought about this all evening, luck didn’t favor me. I was completely frustrated, I decide to skip it.

Early Saturday an email, a sad one, from a friend we’ve known for years, suddenly unblocked my mental block, which helped me to write the poem, I could not use pleasure, but was able to write the last poetry prompt of the course.

I think I can brag because I wrote all the poems that were given to us.

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