Thursday, August 28, 2025

Poetry Sisters Talk Back to a Poem

This month, our challenge was to talk back to a poem, specifically the poem "Talk to Me Poem, I Think I Got the Blues" by Nikki Giovanni. (Note that this link is to the only written version I could find, and it is incomplete and has a few errors.) Since this poem was performed at a Def Poetry Jam, you really must hear it, not just read it.

There's so much I love about this poem and this performance. I love how poem is a metaphor that stands in for a person, or a people. I love how sassy Giovanni is in her writing and delivery. That's the cue I took in thinking about my own poem. I'm not sure I've talked back to this poem as much as modeled mine on its form, but I had fun trying.

Let's Talk, Poem

Alone? I’ve always have company—
a choir of crickets,
a half-broke heart that won’t quit singing
and every secret I've never said out loud.

Jail? I ran the cellblock.
I etched myself on the walls,
traded verses for cigarettes,
made guards hum my lines
when they thought no one was listening.

Lost? I don’t get lost.
I wander.
I slip out the back door
hide in alleys of memory,
show up on a porch swing
when the singing begins.

Neglected? Maybe, but
I don’t sulk.
I'm aging like vinyl—
a bit scratched and dusty,
but drop the needle
and I still spin fine.

Plans? I don’t do plans.
I happen.
I crash parties,
steal the spotlight,
turn silence into fireworks.

Miss home? I am home,
whenever a tongue
dares to speak me out loud, 
So don’t come crying, baby.
You got the blues? 
I taught the blues how to sway.

Poem ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2025. All rights reserved.

You can read the poems my Poetry Sisters have written at the links below. A few folks are traveling this month, but they may pop up later with a poem.
Would you like to try the next challenge? We will be writing tritina. The tritina is composed of 3 tercets and a final line (envoi) that stands alone. Similar to a sestina, though shorter, it uses a set of 3 alternating end words instead of six. The form is: ABC / CAB / BCA / A, B, and C (final line/envoi). We are continuing to write poems around the theme of "in conversation." You’ve got a month to craft your creation(s), then share your offering with the rest of us on September 26th in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We look forward to reading your poems! 

I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Karen Edmisten. Happy poetry Friday all!

Friday, August 15, 2025

Poetry Friday - Box Triolets

It's been a long time since I've written a poem for David Harrison's Word of the Month Poetry Challenge. The word for August is box.

I'm quite fond of the triolet, so that's the form I chose to write in. A triolet is an 8-line poem that uses only two rhymes throughout. Additionally, the first line is repeated in the fourth and seventh lines, while the second line is repeated in the final line. Because of this, only five different poetic lines are written.  The rhyme scheme for a triolet is ABaAabAB (where capital letters stand for repeated lines).

I tried several different box topcis, but finally landed on Pandora's box and cat in a box. I'm still working on a Schrödinger's cat poem, which I think would be funny, but I'm just not there yet. Here are the two poems I'm sharing today.


Pandora's Box Triolet
Pandora's box was opened wide
unleashing woes upon the land,
yet hope remained, a light inside
Pandora's box was opened wide
from its troubles we could not hide
but hope endured, our guiding hand
when Pandora's box was opened wide
unleashing woes upon the land


A cat in an empty box at rest
curled in a corner snug and tight 
where simple spaces feel the best
a cat in an empty box takes rest 
a quiet spot becomes a nest
in a cardboard world of pure delight 
a cat in an empty box at rest, 
curled in corner snug and tight. 

Poems ©Tricia Stohr-Hunt, 2025. All rights reserved.

I hope you'll take some time to check out all the wonderful poetic things being shared and collected today by Heidi Mordhorst at my juicy little universe. Happy poetry Friday all!