...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.
Friday, April 8, 2011
Poetry Challenge - Day 7
For today's prompt, write a "what if" poem. It could be a "what if" from the past, present or future. For instance, what if no one discovered electricity? (How would we do this challenge?)
What if the moon
fell in love with Mars
and we could feel her
slowly drifting from us
Her light would lay matte
on our lakes and dull oceans
and our white fluttering curtains
at night would not glow with the miraculous present
as she put her love into looking instead
like a perfect pearl in deep space, waiting
so that Mars
whose moons were ugly and difficult
would find her
lovely, luminescent, remote
and unable to pull her close
could only see the Earth and the Moon
forever together
forever
beautiful, taken
unattainable moon
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