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Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Ode to Luscious Fruit

Art by Aleta Jacobson
Aleta's art on MySpace & Tripod
Suggested prompt...
Write a poem about a piece of fruit in one of these three styles...
CINQUAIN: Cinquains have five lines
Line 1: Title (noun) - 1 word
Line 2: Description - 2 words
Line 3: Action - 3 words
Line 4: Feeling (phrase) - 4 words
Line 5: Title (synonym for the title) - 1 word

DIAMANTE: The Diamante text forms the shape of a diamond.
Line 1: Noun or subject - one word
Line 2: Two Adjectives that describe line 1
Line 3: Three 'ing words that describe line 1
Line 4: Four nouns - the first two are connected with line 1;
the last two are connected with line 7
Line 5: Three 'ing words that describe line 7
Line 6: Two adjectives that describe line 7
Line 7: Noun antonym for the subject

HAIKU: Haiku is Japanese poetry that reflects on nature and feelings
and the goal is to write what you see in a new or different way.
There are three lines with five syllables in the first line,
seven syllables in the second, and five syllables in the third.

(Remember all prompts are just suggestions,
you want to write a free verse, limerick or any other form please do.)


Deliciously curved,
Drip your juices,
Engulf me in passion,

~ Sacha van Straten


fuzzy plump
dripping running oozing
teeth bite center hard
jaw-breaking hurting stopping
knotty rough

~ Killerwit


Bloodwarm papaya,
sun-soaked, curves into my palm,
opens its moist heat.

~ Hedgie

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Sacha van Straten said...

The Mango Fandango Cinquain

Deliciously curved,
Drip your juices,
Engulf me in passion,

Sacha van Straten said...

The Mango Fandango Haiku

Mango eaten slow
Gives rise to momentous love
For ripened lush fruit.

Sacha van Straten said...

An Orange, cunningly disguised, passes itself off as a Diamond Tuber

Curvaceous, tender,
Bursting, flowing, dripping
Tree fruit, starch root
Growing, Expanding, Propagating,
Knobbly, Tasty

Monica said...

Wow, I love the creative mind of Sasha! I enjoyed reading ALL of those. Thanks for sharing and of course thanks to the artist for the beautiful inspiration.


Monica said...

Sorry I misspelled the name, Sacha. Please accept my apologies for that.


Heather said...

This is so exciting, LJ. I feel as though I am encouraged by my own personal writing mentor/teacher with you :o>. I am blessed, yes...yes.

Okay, I'm going to stretch myself and try the semi-more difficult first time poem:

Oh-btw, I really do like the comments as a pop-up, it helps me with the writing and I know that's probably why you did it this way. It's much easier for me to see the photo and my outline for cinquain (something I've never heard of). This is so exciting.

Cinquain of...

Encompassing Red
Intrigued Sinful Desire
Craving For It's Sweetness

{bluck} that was not easy for me but a fun challenge, obviously raw and the hardest part is trying to limit my words...well it's done. There's no way I'm ready for the diamante...quite yet :o>.

Hauki of:

the sight of the apple
creates a tremendous desire to have it
fruit not forbidden to me

{toucy, feely, nature - ooooh, i love haiku}

Sacha van Straten said...

Hi Heather,

Love the cinquain. Would it be OK if I showed it to my High School students in England, as an example of how to do it please? Friday class is 'Mr van Straten's Frivolous Friday' when we break from the normal syllabus and spend 10-15 minutes doing something offbeat, but relevant to English language and creativity. I think a cinquain contest is what's needed this week! Incidentally, the Haiku is based on syllables in the line, rather than the number of words. But what do I care, when you've written such a great poem about the forbidden fruit?

If you want a quirky challenge try this (I did it with my class last Friday). Write one sentence, using each letter in the alphabet in order, and aim to have it make sense (that's the tricky part). So, for example, I began, 'A Banana Can Distribute Exhaust Fume Gases, Harming Innocent Jellyfish...." It's a great way to give your mind a mental workout.


PS Watch out for the 'Xenophobic Young Zealots" when you get to the end.

PPS Many thanks for the nice comments Monica. You have some lovely photos on your various blogs and website.

Heather said...

Sacha van Straten, I'm amazed that you want to share my cinquain with anyone..truly amazed. Thank you and of course, share it. I'm encouraged by your note here - very much!! A teacher, you are? I will definately try the alphabet line and share it with you when I complete it.

You cause me to smile today - thank you again.


Dan Felstead said...

Kiwi Cinquain:

Hairy Globe
Sliced for Decoration
Seedy and Tart Citrus

Anonymous said...

Aleta, your artwork here is just gorgeous! Thanks for giving us the inspiration....

Sacha, I loved your poems. Great, great words. I, too, teach high school English, and for us, every other Friday is a Serenity Day; I give them a form of poetry, some examples, and then they have the remainder of the hour to produce something. They whine and complain and fidget--and then produce amazing stuff! Love the idea of the alphabet poem--I'll hit them with that next Friday!


Kristin Dombrowski said...

I have to work on cinquain a little more. I really love that structure! Meanwhile, I've created a free verse homage to my favorite summer fruit:

"Crows Perched Above"
A wild thorned faery bush:
blackberries plumped & bumped,
dangling, I pluck one:
staining my fingers and tongue,
sucking sweet indigo juice, one
berry at a time.

Sacha van Straten said...

Hi Kristin,

I love the evocative tone of your poem.

I've dropped by your blog and left you a 16 word poem there. It's waiting for approval in your in-tray somewhere.

I was sorry to read about Nottingham. Hope it all works out.


Laura Jayne said...

Wow... love these poems.

Kristin, your captured this imagery so perfectly. A wonderful poem.

Heather, what a compliment to offer. I am so doing a little happy dance right now. My goal was to inspire others to write and create and feel good about that process. That you would share that I have done that for you, thank you.

Sacha, I can't decide which mango poem to love more. So I will just adore them both equally. Delightful.

Dan, love the whimsy and delight in this little ode to the kiwi.

Don said...


Nourishing and fun
Non fat monkey food

~ Denise ~ said...

Tilted on its side
Leaning into another
Basking in red tide

** this was super fun! I loved the creative challenge and the unique posts! Thanks.

Hedgie said...

Bloodwarm papaya,
sun-soaked, curves into my palm,
opens its moist heat.

Anonymous said...


Summer by pond edge
Under the old apple tree--
Do you dare join me?

Killerwit said...

fuzzy plump
dripping running oozing
teeth bite center hard
jaw-breaking hurting stopping
knotty rough

Anonymous said...


ooh, Watermelon!
how I hope you are seedless
it's so much less work...

Anonymous said...


red, juicy,
fruit in disguise...
I think you're disgusting,

TesoriTrovati said...


dirt brown
fuzzy shell tickles
hiding fresh green lovliness

TesoriTrovati said...


pink green
heaving, cleaving, dripping
seed spit, speed dribble
bouncing, rolling, throwing
orange black
basketball this was harder than I thought! I love poetry for its quick wit exercise. I used to be a 7th grade English teacher. We always had fun with poems. Try a number poem...example, use your phone number or zip code and make a poem with that number of words in each line or to challenge yourself further, number of syllables. It's fun! I wish that I had had a resource like this when I was a teacher...I think all you English teachers are wonderfully talented writers! Your students are lucky to have you!

Ian Buchan said...

I read about Haiku in "The Narrow Road to the Deep North", by Basho (Penguin Classics translation). There are many examples of Haiku in it, but it's something I've never tried: I only ever wrote 1 unpublished poem. The Basho translation is good, very readable & spare prose. Ciao.

Laura Jayne said...

Well Ian... maybe it is time to try one. 5-7-5, three lines, 17 syllables. Close your eyes and imagine holding the piece of fruit in your hand. Share its simple beauty in these few words in a way that is unique.

We will celebrate with you should you decide to try and offer up those efforts here. That is what this is about. Stretching your creativity and sharing with a group of likeminded friends.

Ian Buchan said...

Haiku is beyond me at the moment, Basho is good, but this Japanese art form is ancient, and needs intensive study! Meantime, here is the piece that been dormant;


An eagle drifts below along the slope

Riding the wind blowing over the mountains,

Traversing above bush and winter-dry grass;

Around us brown hills, veld and sky.

Takes off again in easy gliding flight:

Stiff-winged, flight-feathers working a miracle.

Soaring on a column of air — the rustling

Wind of Africa blowing over the hill —

He reaches our level, suspended, relaxed,

Wings half-set, talons trailing,

Head drooped searching the ground, observing

Human figures on a rocky hilltop.

Can we fly?

In a beautiful machine, engines screaming:

Three hundred tons of alloys and thermoplastic?

Yes, and nature’s laws exact the price.

Under a bright winter sun, the wall

Of mountains before us, brown slopes around,

An eagle mocks our aerodynamic theories,

Perfectly streamlined, aloof, splendid.

M I Buchan.

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