Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 173

Wow! It feels like we just finished writing a lot of poems, but it's Wednesday--so let's poem one more time.

For this week's prompt, write a vacuum poem. Seems like every time I finish a big project (or challenge) there's this vacuum ready to suck me into it. So I have to keep moving, or I'll find myself staring into nothing for hours at a time. Your poem can be about this type of vacuum, a vacuum cleaner, or a vacuum-sealed container.

Here's my attempt:

"The Night Is a Shield Filled With Holes"

And I am a troubled messenger carrying these words
in a sack strung round my neck--the stars, the moon,
and all that other jazz. The wandering boy poets and
the girls they possess in fits of line breaks, metaphors.
My message is in a code even I can't decipher, but
someone has to deliver the news. Someone has to run
the gauntlet and break hearts as if they're lost lines.
The night, with its hungry predators, depends on it.

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