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devohoneybee at 09:54am on 18/05/2010
devohoneybee at 09:54am on 18/05/2010I'm feeling an itch to get my poetry mojo back up and running.
toss me some prompts?
toss me some prompts?
everything changes. poetry prompts requested.
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(no subject)
First rains.
What I hold in my hand.
Brave new life.
Or if you prefer single-word prompts: rain, hand, life.
(no subject)
there is so much more sky.
In one part, a heroic sun shines forth,
like the Biblical bridegroom.
In another, a shadow sends hail and rain.
Yesterday as I was driving to work,
I very nearly got distracted in a dangerous way
by the rainbow-colored cloud above me in the east.
Across the next ten minutes, in careful glimpses
eased between checking car lengths and lanes,
I tracked the subtle shifting of blue, violet, green, and pink
tones in a narrow stripe of cloud.
Eventually, traffic drew away the brunt of my attention.
I like to think the mountain wooed the cloud,
just as the Bridegroom, the sun, gave wistful looks
as he considered broaching the subject of polyamory
with his Bride.
(no subject)
I love a sky large enough to hold sun and rain together, and a mountain high enough to make bold with clouds. You've made this poem-enabler very happy!