PROMPT National Poetry Month 2016: April 13

Discussion in 'INSPIRING MUSES' started by RiverNotch, Apr 13, 2016.

  1. Again, the rule is you've got to write something on the topic or form described, with yer poems being in different posts. And that month thing -- prompts'll stop by April 30.

    TODAY'S TOPIC: Inspired by luck, fortune, or fatalism.
    FORM: Any
    LINE REQUIREMENTS: 8 lines or more

    Credit where it's due; the idea and the prompts come from this site:
    Poetry Forum - - Post poetry, get feedback, give critique.

    Should the shadow of my thumb
    scratch the mole upon your back,
    will you bleed?

    Anything for you
    is so cliche. And besides,
    that's not how metaphors work.

    I'll never get used
    to losing my keys.
    I can lose
    anything, really,
    just not keys.

    Everything can be replaced,
    like the broken wheels of a cart.
    It's just harder to replace
    a lock, having to call for help
    in breaking a door open,
    either through force
    or through artifice -- than it is, say,
    to crack open a book and remember
    a name, to make connections
    between a memory and
    an heirloom, to mark
    the passage of time
    and declare a certain place

    to sit beside a stranger
    by accident and say, "Hello.
    Should the shadow of my thumb
    #2 RiverNotch, Apr 14, 2016
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  3. A roll of the die,
    A spin of the wheel,
    A toss of the coin,
    All decide if you live or die.

    Because fortune,
    Can be fickle,
    Doesn't care,
    Even when lives are on the line.

    For me, just wait,
    Grab the rope,
    Hold on against the odds,
    I will stay alive too.
  4. In a far distant future
    Where life is not secure
    One can throw caution to the wind
    And attempt the challenge of the door
    There are many doors to choose from
    Most lead to hardship, pain and more
    A few lead to a smaller treasure
    But one to untold wealth galore
    Would you try your luck in this?
    If so, what would you find behind your chosen door?
  5. Sic creatus mundi
    "So the world is created"
    a great, inevitability
    of circumstance, of causality.

    Determinism reigns over reality,
    alpha, omega,, beginning, finale,
    a collision course billions of years long,
    a Rube-Goldberg machine set off with a bang.

    And what are you? A cog in the mechanism,
    but a cog of infinite intricacy,
    a pinwheel made of chemical insanity
    that understands and seeks to understand.

    And you are individual, the way a star is individual,
    made of so many requisite parts, headed a certain way
    to collide with others ahead of you to create something new
    that was already determined, but no less beautiful for it.