...the junk drawer of my mind... look if you want. you might find dreams scraps (maybe featuring you?), poem scraps, ideas unformed or abandoned, dried out sharpie pens, 37 cent stamps, lies and red-herrings, lip-gloss and assorted dangling and/or misplaced modifiers.
Monday, November 15, 2010
15
For today's prompt, write a "just when you thought it was safe" poem. For instance, write a poem about the dangers of going off a diet just after hitting your goal weight, entering the water after it appears the killer shark has been caught (Jaws anyone?), or whatever else could offer a sneaky bit of danger. Of course, with only 15 days of poeming left, it's safe to assume you're going to finish this challenge--or is it?
Just When You thought it was Safe
To admit your age
Your place in life
the done, the undone
to settle in
wear glasses and sweaters
You wake up
like colt dropped four feet into this world
and your weak and trembling bones
stand right up under you
and tell you:
soon
- bolt!
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