Cool name for a flowering plant: Love-Lies-Bleeding (a species of Amaranth). Pretty flower, too. Write a cool poem inspired by the name or a pretty poem inspired by the flower. A haiku or something brief...

Pardon me. Sorry. You wouldn't happen to know what a 'winklesnort' is, would you?

Write a tanka (5-7-5-7-7) about a starry sky on a brisk autumn night. Use some form of the word 'tremble'.

At midnight, you set down your pen and switch off the light. You go to bed and dream troubled dreams which cannot be remembered. In the morning, you awake exhausted and notice that the desk lamp is inexplicably on. As you move towards the desk, you discover a crinkled piece of paper with writing on it, which you are startled to find is in your own handwriting. You have no memory of writing it, but even more appalling is what it says...

Write a sexy haiku using the word "now". Bow chick-a wow-wow...

Write a haiku using the word "pain".

Write a haiku about rain. Rainly rainy rain. Rain. RAIN! rain...

The senses of sight, hearing, smell and taste can be reduced down to and subsumed by the master sense of touch. Write about touch or use its description in a poem or brief story.

Compare writing to making love. Make it a quickie.

WTF?! You're standing in the hallway waiting for the elevator to arrive. Ding! The doors open and the two people inside are just finishing a conversation. What outrageous thing is said that makes you take the stairs instead?

In what was once ancient Mesopotamia, a 6,000 year old clay tablet has been recently discovered suffused with cuneiform. Tasked with its translation, you are finally driven mad as you decipher the last passage, a prophecy calculated to our very own time in history. Fill in the gaps:  "And in those final days came the...  the doom of...  but the vision ended and I witnessed no more."

Caption a Tarot card.

Haiku!... Gesundheit. Write a haiku eulogizing a deceased pet goldfish. Poor little fishy.

Roses are red. Bamboo is green. Let's get it on, if you know what I mean. Unromantic Panda Poetry... The real reason they're going extinct. Do your worst.