Second blog -- answers to an ocean of prompts |
Prompt: Write a poem or a story, based on one of the following themes: Fearful love ---- Whispers =============== A Coward...Still Your downcast eyes with lashes like butterfly wings my head full of vaporous ghosts, whispering mockeries, heavy sighs, wet cheeks still, fair words and reverent tone... we’re like children who never smile life, a tortuous wry joke about the miles we’ve traveled apart and their mirrorlike glint of convoluted recall. Seized by a foretaste of a miracle our gazes meet but I look quickly away after surveying your scorched interiors for alarms are chilling my neurons and I know the best way is to let go as if letting go is so easy as if I could erase what’s been etched deep into my bones. ============= This is what came to me, sappy as it may be, although the advice for writing love poetry from powerpoetry.org is: “Don’t worry about making your poem sound too sappy or romantic. Just be yourself, use your personality, and write about the things that might be a little harder to say out loud. Yeah, it sounds corny, but the best poems are the ones that come from your heart.” Except I can’t tell from which corner of my heart the above thing arose. Maybe the one containing the trash bins. |