Yes, it's that time of week again! It's time for another "Sunday Challenge." This is going to catch on, guys, I swear...
After missing a week last week (due to the rare occurrence of having a social life), I started thinking about what this week's challenge could be. Eventually, it was my dad - a rather good poet (but don't tell him I said that) - who came up with the idea of challenging myself to write a poem in a short space of time. He said an hour. I decided that was too easy and gave myself 30 minutes, because clearly, I live life right on the edge.
Naturally, given that I'm a writer of sorts, I figured this challenge would be easy. So, to make it harder on myself, I asked friends on Twitter and Facebook to come up with subjects for me to create my masterpiece of poetry about. I had various suggestions, including "bollards." Frankly, the world is not yet ready for a poem about that. I settled on a suggestion from my friend Mary: "Dresses."
She suggested it because yesterday I saw this:
...And I basically went into raptures. I love 50s style fashion and music. I love dresses. And I love purple. This dress was a siren, calling out to me: "BUY ME. YOU DON'T NEED PETROL, YOUR CAR WILL RUN ON AWESOMENESS IF YOU OWN ME! LOOK WHAT A BARGAIN I AM! YOU DON'T JUST WANT ME, EMMA. YOU NEEEEEEED MEEEEEEE."
I caved. The dress was ordered and it's currently winging its way to me. And yes, of course I already own a 50s petticoat to go underneath and make it extra... Um... Swishy.
SO. I had my subject matter. I knew what I had to do. I set the timer...
Aaaaand nothing happened. I stared at a blank screen for the first few precious minutes of my allotted thirty, wondering whether I had any right to call myself a writer at all, considering I was failing so completely to write anything. My mind was crowded with ridiculous questions: "What rhyme scheme should I use?" "Will it matter if it doesn't rhyme at all?" "Does anything rhyme with petticoat, apart from Alan Dedicoat?!"
In the end, I just started thinking of silly things and how hilarious it is when my love of dresses gets... Well, a trifle obsessive. And I came up with this bit of ridiculousness, written in under 17 minutes:
A Letter of Love
I knew the day I found you,
That you must be "The One."
There is beauty all around you,
I was utterly undone.
We two became one and suddenly,
There was even more to love!
I adore you utterly,
You fit me like a glove.
You make me feel so beautiful,
In every single way.
If only it were suitable,
I'd wear you every day...
Like Internet dating, I found you online,
And added you to my cart.
And now you are completely mine,
With a special place in my heart.
Am I crazy? Maybe.
I guess the answer's "yes."
But I've written this poem to say...
I bloody LOVE my new dress!
It isn't brilliant, but hey,,, I did it in under 30 minutes and I wrote on a subject I allowed someone else to choose, so... It's not that bad!
Here's to next Sunday and another challenge!