I published this post first in November 2015 and re-post it on that date. The event is over.

I find today’s prompt quite challenging but please feel free to  find the full prompt here: “English #frapalymo prompt 4nov15”

However, before I face this challenge I lead you a little astray ;-): Helen over at “This Thing Called Live One Word At A Time” is taking part in #frapalymo again and you can find her double poems from prompt no 2 & 3 here: #frapalymo – Liquid Thoughts and Solid Changes.

The words for my poem for today’s prompt are taken from a short story by Goethe called “A Child’s Tale” (we start at the sentence “Lately, on the night before…” and true to my love for “Language is a Virus” I employ one of it’s gadgets :-): Madlip poem

Here you have to add adjectives, nouns and verbs into a form and it creates a poem. I suspect I have gotten some words wrong as well as the forms, but it’s a kind of dadaist poem that Mr Goethe and Mrs Plath managed to create via “Language is a Virus”. You’ll understand at the end of this post :-).

These are the words I used from the Goethe short story. I tried to stay in order to follow the prompt at least a little but well… there is something like the “artists freedom” 😉 :

“lately, new, nice, great, silver, handsome, kind, Whit Sunday, mirror, suite, parents, festival, dress, shoes, leather, buckles, stockings, breeches, serge, coat, barracan, buttons, waistcoat, father, wedding-day,hair, curls, wings, articles, dreamed, standing, occupying, made, dressed, powdered, stood, finished, changed, wearing, dropped, put, came, embarrassed, greeted, said, give, see, know, asked, replied, smiling, seen, send, see, stretching,

And this is the poem:

lately Whit Sunday’s lately Whit Sunday

I dreamed my waistcoats and all the father puts wedding day;
I know my hairs and all is asked again.
(I replied I smiling you up inside my curls.)

The wings go seening out in new and nice,
And great articles sends in:
I see my mirror and all the suite standings parents.

I occupyinged that you madeed me into festival
And dressed me silver, powdereded me quite handsome.
(I replied I smiling you up inside my curls.)

dress stoods from the shoes, leather’s buckless finished:
changed stockings and breeches’s serge:
I see my mirror and all the suite standings parents.

I wearinged you’d dropped the way you came,
But I embarrassed kind and I greeted your coat.
(I replied I smiling you up inside my curls.)

I should have saided a barracan instead;
At least when buttons gives they see back again.
I see my mirror and all the suite standings parents.

(I replied I smiling you up inside my curls.)

Goethe & Sylvia Plath

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Suggestions for taking part in an English poem in #frapalymo

1. read translation of @FrauPaulchen’s prompt on either of Bee’s blogs (The Bee Writes… and Fooling Around with Bee (blog does not exist anymore)
   2. write your English (German if you can/want to) poem on your blog and tag it with “English #frapalymo”
   3. use the “English #frapalymo” picture if you want to
   4. set a link to the translated prompt here on Bee’s blog
   5. visit other links posted here and if you want to/can those posted with the hashtag #fapalymo on Twitter
   6. The Bee will post your link to the German #frapalymo and translate for you if you want to