For today’s prompt, write a poem in which someone (or something) is stuck somewhere. Perhaps, someone is stuck in line or in a situation (job, relationship, conversation, etc.). Maybe something (like a firefly) is stuck somewhere (like a Mason jar). Hope you’re not stuck on a writer’s block.
Here’s my attempt:
On average, people waste an hour a day waiting
in lines, at red lights, for elevators, and other things.
I know; I’ve been there–waiting, waiting, waiting; I have drummed
my fingers along the dashboard–so bored–chewing my gum
to stay awake. Experts recommend sleeping seven to
eight hours a night. Of course, making that is hard to do.
Sleep debt causes mental, emotional and physical
fatigue. Dreams are random neurons shot in the cerebral
cortex. The forebrain creates a narrative to connect
the dots. That’s one theory anyway. Some people suspect
dreams are symbolic representations of frustrated
desires. Stuck in an elevator last night, I waited
four levels below the ground floor. I feared getting stuck there
with no way out or that, if saved, everyone would stare.
Follow me on Twitter @robertleebrewer
Need prompts? Check out these idea starters:
- Writer’s Book of Matches, by the staff of Fresh Boiled Peanuts
- The Writer’s Idea Book, by Jack Heffron
- The Write-Brain Workbook CD