Today's Prompt: Health Madlib Poem. Fun with parts of speech! Today’s prompt is inspired by the classic game – and poetry – put together.
The Wego Health blog directs writers to the website Language is a Virus. They have a few fun tools – one of which is a poem generator: http://languageisavirus.com/cgi-bin/madlibs.pl. You enter any words you want and they automatically fill the words into a classic poem.
I guess since this is a health blog, I will use as many relevant words in the madlib and see what we get!
healthy pancreas's healthy pancreas
I run my principles and all the bone turns foot;I punish my bananas and all is feel again.
(I touch I hurt you up inside my chair.)
The tapes go smileing out in diabetic and tired,
And stiff cookie waves in:
I mend my heart and all the hand jumps stomach.
I takeed that you helped me into head
And sleep me sugary, whineed me quite happy.
(I touch I hurt you up inside my chair.)
spoon tracks from the book, website's blisters eat:
sweep glucose and insulin's pump:
I mend my heart and all the hand jumps stomach.
I peeked you'd climb the way you play,
But I munch miserable and I drink your monitor.
(I touch I hurt you up inside my chair.)
I should have attacked a television instead;
At least when website massages they whip back again.
I mend my heart and all the hand jumps stomach.
(I touch I hurt you up inside my chair.)
- Janet & Sylvia Plath
Okay. Maybe I don't get it. Let's try again and see what happens.
healthy pancreas's healthy pancreas
I shoot my persons and all the battery falls sound;I walk my syringes and all is sleep again.
(I gulp I climb you up inside my kidney.)
The eyes go slideing out in diabetic and sugary,
And tense friend fails in:
I close my mouth and all the lancet runs pump.
I helped that you prayed me into vial
And eat me sweet, pumped me quite painful.
(I gulp I climb you up inside my kidney.)
carbohydrate swallows from the gram, pill's backs prick:
bleed side and needle's strip:
I close my mouth and all the lancet runs pump.
I bended you'd twist the way you shout,
But I meet stiff and I make your meter.
(I gulp I climb you up inside my kidney.)
I should have done a bottle instead;
At least when medicine plunges they jump back again.
I close my mouth and all the lancet runs pump.
(I gulp I climb you up inside my kidney.)
- Janet & Sylvia Plath
Nope, still not loving it. Although I like "I gulp I climb you up inside my kidney" better thatn "I touch I hurt you up inside my chair".
Here's Sylvia Plath's original poem:
Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath
"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"
- Sylvia Plath
