Poetry Challenge #106-Rock Lobster

World’s Lobster in Shediac, New Brunswick

This time of year, after months of dry heat and dry weather, I’m a lobster—literally

But in my mind, with my collar turned up and a towel wrapped around my head like a stiff beehive updo…

I’m Kate Pierson or Cindy Wilson of the B52’s

Guitar please: dur-dur-dur dah-dah duh-da-duh-duh Oooh-ahhhh….

Rock Lobster!

What comes to mind when you think of a lobster?

Is it the cola-guzzling lobster in Erin Moulton’s funny, heartful Tracing the Stars?

Diane Keaton’s  lobster scene from Annie Hall?

Pilgrimage to the world’s largest lobster?

Or, like me, a rockin’ red lobster?

Poetry Challenge #106

Lobster Day 

Drawing on that lobster experience (or one imagined), list seven words, one beginning with each letter of the word lobster.

Use that list to craft a  seven-line lobster poem.

In addition, the poem might include: a sound, a smell, a location, a texture, and the word “ruckus”.

Set the timer for 7 minutes.

Start writing!

Don’t think about it too much; just get cracking!

* There is actually a National Lobster Day! (But why wait until Sept. 25th to celebrate?)

**Cindy Faughnan and I began this 7-Minute Poetry Challenge more days ago that I can count. We now take turns creating our own prompts to share with you. If you join us in the 7-Minute Poetry Challenge let us know by posting the title, a note, or if you want, the whole poem in the comments.

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TRACING THE STARS: Just the Thing on a Hot Summer Day

I recently subscribed to Goodreads Quote of the Day. I'm delighted I did; these daily missives provide the jolt needed to spark my sluggish mind. This quote, by the late Carol Shields, author of STONE DIARIES, was the permission--and reminder-- I needed to toss aside all those "must-dos" and DO one of my favorite activities:

"Open a book this minute and start reading. Don’t move until you’ve reached page fifty. Until you’ve buried your thoughts in print. Cover yourself with words. Wash yourself away. Dissolve"

Erin Moulton's newest book TRACING THE STARS took me away on this hot summer day!

I didn't stop at 50 pages and you won't either!