...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.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
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It's a two-for-Tuesday prompt today. Here are the prompts:
1. Write a stacking poem. The poem could be about stacking objects. Or it could be about stacking ideas, stacking the deck, stacking the odds against something happening, etc.
2. Write an unstacking poem. Just the opposite of the first prompt. Unstack objects or tear down the obstacles stacked in your way, etc.
I like people who stack rocks
Who occupy themselves with the tools at hand
To spend the afternoon making something
that could not have been
without them
I like coming across stacked rocks
and thinking of someone's fingers
holding the top and slippery rock
from exact opposite sides
whatever that knowing is
that says, Let go now
Now is perfect
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