Hi!
I was not inspired to write anything by my journal prompt today, so I asked Textfixer for some fodder instead.
I then wrote two similar poems, following my usual rules for each. Which do you think works the best?
1.
In twelve more years,
There’ll be two decades’ worth
Of fermentation
Spilling over laptop screens,
Peeking out of bookshelves.
My sugar turning bitter:
‘Forbidden’ activity
Producing wealth at last.
The ultimate prank:
“Push forth life, take care of it,
Be the officer of its welfare;
Laser focus on the important
And find inner peace”
Many a frustrated cadaver
Would expound
(If allowed voice)
On how this is not real life.
2.
In twelve years:
Two decades mum.
What fermentation will I see?
If all is kept forbidden –
My sugar starved of oxygen –
A dark red run
Acidic and thin?
The prank of the push –
Motherhood:
The arresting officer of motivation,
Energy,
Identity,
Time.
My head full of laser scars:
Focus obliterated the inner world
With each task ticked off.
This walking cadaver
Stinks up every conversation;
Blue–lipped, slack–limbed
And hungry for brains.
I’m plumping for the second one 😉
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September 3rd, 2018 at 4:07 pm
Prefer the first