Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 233

For this week’s prompt, write a poem about something in the room (or space) you’re sitting. The poem could be about a physical object in the room (or space). It could be a remembered or imagined event. If you’re outside, then you’ve got plenty of possibilities. However, I imagine a poem about a poet in a white room with a laptop (and nothing else) could be equally interesting.

Here’s my attempt:

“Two-Dollar Bill”

Seriously, why? Who
needs you? For some reason,
the penny’s existence
is debated more than
yours–as if proving your
lack of utility,
but still, a gift to Will–
like a silver dollar–
technically something
that’s worth keeping around.

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Robert Lee Brewer

Robert Lee Brewer

Robert Lee Brewer is Senior Content Editor of the Writer’s Digest Writing Community and a practicing poet. He edits books, writes blog posts (and a magazine column), manages a free weekly newsletter, and other fun stuff. Voted 2010 Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere, Brewer’s debut full-length poetry collection, Solving the World’s Problems, will be released by Press 53 on September 1, 2013. He’s married to the poet Tammy Foster Brewer, who helps him keep track of their five little poets (four boys and one princess). Follow him on Twitter @robertleebrewer.

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154 thoughts on “Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 233

  1. veronica_gurlie

    If you don’t believe me, then try it,
    push yourself from within, as hard as you can
    and see if it will pop out,
    but I tell you,
    once you got love
    for someone in your heart,
    it’s not easy to get it out from the inside.
    The love is in there tight
    and carefully preserved in some way,
    you’re not sure how,
    like they put it on ice,
    in a zip lock bag.

    1. veronica_gurlie

      (rewrite)

      If you don’t believe me,
      then blow yourself up til your ready to burst
      and see if it will pop out,
      but I tell you,
      once you got love for someone in your heart,
      it’s not easy to get it out, especially from the inside.
      The love is in there tight
      and carefully preserved in some way,
      you’re not sure how,
      like it’s on ice,
      in a zip lock bag.

  2. veronica_gurlie

    He looked at me
    and told me I was hyped up like a rock star on smack
    and then I crashed face down on a daydream
    of potato chips and pretzels dancing around my head.
    When I awoke, my mind was full of mixed nuts
    and I swore I will never drink it again-
    so much of it, til I can’t stop- soda pop,
    like it’s the only love in my life.

  3. Andra Negroiu

    Voyeur

    Silent companion,
    what am I to you that you should
    bear my ghosts upon your lap?

    Cloistered stranger, can my heart
    become
    enlivened by your hunger,
    my hands
    emboldened
    by your gaze drilling its way beyond my shoulder,
    shaping
    the loving way you grasp
    and hide
    what names and tattered tales you find
    cavorting on your velveteen facade?

    You creak your loneliness
    beneath the twitches
    of holographic butterflies
    until it sounds like friendship,
    as I drape my ghosts
    along your wooden arms
    and light them paper candles.

    The smell of fresh rain
    clings to the azaleas and the pavement
    is strewn with silver footprints.
    The moonlight
    chases ’round its tail on folding wings.

    Upon your cushioned lap,
    I sit and write.

  4. Julieann

    The Calendar

    An ordinary thing, really,
    Just a calendar on the wall
    The specialness it carries
    Is for one and all

    Each month displays pictures
    Of his wedding, and his bride
    They promised to cherish and protect
    As they stood side by side

    His best friend performed the ceremony
    To each other, they vowed to cling
    He gave his heart and love to her
    Along with his great grandma’s wedding ring

    Family and friends all gathered ‘round
    To witness two so much in love
    Wishing them peace, happiness, a long life,
    And blessings from above

    This simple little calendar
    Hangs upon the wall
    Its pages covered with their love
    To show to one and all

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