Okay, so I'm getting ready to attend my first AWP Conference ever in Chicago, which means that I still haven't packed anything, and I'm scrambling to get as much work done as possible before forgetting half the things I should bring with me to the airport. Luckily, I don't have to worry about forgetting my ticket--as I receive that at the airport (whew!). Anyway, real life can sometimes prompt my prompts, soooooo...
For this week's prompt, write a preparation poem. A poem in which you either get prepared in the right way, or handle things like me. Of course, the poem doesn't have to be about you; it could be about someone else. Or you can play around with the ant and grasshopper fable. Or you can take a completely different angle (as most of you know, I'm totally supportive of getting creative with your interpretations).
Here's my attempt at a preparation poem prompt:
The pants are in the dresser, the shirts
are hanging up, the shoes need polished,
and the socks are nowhere to be found.
I got no cell phone (but I got the charger)
and no guide book, though I'm all right
just as long as I got you by my side.