Friday 27 April 2012

3KCBWDAY5: Something a Bit Different

Tarot of the New Vision

Something a Bit Different

It's back, and this time it has the most amazing of prizes (look for the prize for 'most creative post'). This was a massive success last year, and for many it was the highlight of the Blog Week, so this year you are challenged, again, to find a new way of blogging.

This is an experimental blogging day to try and push your creativity in blogging to the same level that you perhaps push your creativity in the items you create. There are no rules of a topic to blog about, but this post should look at a different way to present content on your blog. 

The grand prize for Knitting and Crochet Blog Week, as donated by JenACKnitwear and Fyberspates will be given to the most creative blog post after a nomination and voting round, and due to the immensity of the prize it really is worth putting a bit of time and effort into this. At the very least you will get an amazing post out of it.  


Well, I didn't quite know what to do, as inspiration has been sadly lacking. So I thought I would inflict some poetry on you - but not just my own;  oh no, I am far more wicked and evil devious  generous and encouraging than that. I shall also inflict other people's poetry on you. I might even make you inflict torture gift us with the blessing of your own carefully wrought rhyming stanzas, if you are not very, very careful. 

But hey ! There is a plus side. There will be a prize, so make sure I have a way of contacting you ... entries must be in by Friday 4th May, 2012.

Do please feel free to nominate this post here.

So without further ado, the apparently hardcore poet that is me proudly presents my very own cinquain:


                                                          Knitting, poetry

                                                  Ponder, verse, comment

                                                  Creative brain wins yarn

                                                                     Enter ! 


  1. Ah, right. I thought all three definitions had to be met at the same time. Now that is tricky :D

  2. Congratooolashuns!!!! Proper poetry. I'd've gone with a limerick, of course: There was a young girl from Old Sarn, addicted to all kinds of yarn.....and that's me working flat out. Hardcore.

    Ali x

  3. Oooooh clever! There's something haiku-ish about your poem too. It's got that directness and intensity that a lot of haikus have. Not that I'm a poetry expert or anything :D A little bit of verse can go a long way :)

  4. I learnt something today - never too old I guess

  5. ooooh I love it, it's very haiku - super cute and it made me smile. have a knitty friday xxx

  6. Oh, I do love me a bit of quick poem. I'll be back - I have to go run a sock knitting course today.

    By entirely random coincidence, there's a piece of doggerel with its own competition over on my blog too.

  7. Great poem! It really says it all:)

  8. Creative brain? I'm insane....and I have the stash to show it!

  9. Forget the most creative post prize, I want the soap. ;)

  10. Love the poem, no way I could ever write one, words are not my thing!

  11. Good luck with the competition, and thanks for introducing me to cinquain poetry. I'd like to try my hand at style 2:

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  12. Nessa from Mixed Martial Arts & Crafts had trouble posting, so here's her entry:

    ''The knitting needles sound,
    Click clack click.
    I had to frog this round
    Because I dropped another stitch''

  13. The Zauberball (or 'Why They Are Pretty, But Not So Easily Manageable As A Centre-Pull Ball, But We Forgive Them, Because They are Pretty'). By Mimi Poe Hill. Aged 33⅓.

    Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
    Over a many quaint and curious pattern in the Ravelry Store,
    While my needles, gently clicking, around the yarn, softly tickling,
    Pointy needles softly pricking, fingers held aloft for stitches more,
    While the ball, slowly unravels, unravels all over the front room floor -
    Over carpet, out the door.


Thanks ! I love comments :-)