Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 217

I hope to get the next steps for the 2013 April PAD Challenge up either later today or tomorrow, but in the meantime, we’ve somehow landed on a Wednesday already–first day out of the challenge!

For this week’s prompt, write a confused poem. Take it wherever you need to.

Here’s my attempt at a confused poem:

“The End?”

He puts down his pen,
picks it back up,

before turning his head toward the window
and saying aloud to the empty room,
“I thought the last poem
was the last poem,”

just as a woman enters the room
hopping on her left foot
and juggling knives

singing the national anthem
while rays of the sun
slant through
the blinds,

and he forgets how
to spell his
own name.


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202 thoughts on “Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 217

  1. taylor graham


    … their respective Numbers, which shall be determined by adding to the whole
    Number of free Persons, including those bound to Service for a Term of Years,
    and excluding Indians not taxed, three fifths of all other Persons.
    The Constitution, Article 1 Section 2

    No wonder it took so long to make of us
    human, intractable creatures a Nation. Money and
    votes, North versus South – complications

    requiring intricate compromises on the long
    and potholed road, from Articles of Confederation
    to Constitution. I’m sure it must be clear

    to scholars, and people who keep, beside
    the headboard, a copy of the Constitution for bedtime
    reading. But it could give an ordinary Person

    a headache. Last night I lay awake,
    puzzling over the notion of being three fifths of
    a Person. It goes against my constitution.

  2. foodpoet

    When every day
    is a challenge
    just to get out of bed
    courage is getting up
    putting a work face on
    struggling against me now bosses
    and memory collapse erosion
    The covers off

  3. Alpha1

    You Do

    Missin the sunshine that
    was you now can’t
    imagine what to do since
    you been gone been
    runnin round town tryin
    to hide the frown deep
    down missin
    the sunshine that was
    you now what to do
    so in love with you
    was my everything you
    made my heart sing


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