National Poetry Writing Month – Day 11
This prompt challenges you to play around with the idea of overheard language. First, take a look at Naomi Shihab Nye’s poem “One Boy Told Me.” It’s delightfully quirky, and reads as a list, more or less, of things that she’s heard the boy of the title – her son, perhaps? – say. Now, write a poem that takes as its starting point something overheard that made you laugh, or something someone told you once that struck you as funny. If you can’t think of anything, here’s a few one-liners I picked out of the ever-fascinating-slash-horrifying archives of Overheard in New York.
• So I asked my priest, and he said “I think you should see other people.”
• Don’t say “no” to drugs. Say “no, thank you.”
• You smell like you want to be alone.
• Oh hi! We were just speaking very poorly about you!
• I feel so elated! Wait…no, I mean, “violated.”
Are you okay
With him being gay?
He earnestly asked
from the depths of his
And she answered
and I felt
Oh, I felt.
and that’s really all I need.