A Comfy Kind Of Restless

Hi 😊

Today’s prompt had twenty parts to it, but I only tried to hit the first five (as I have the kids about, and peace is hard to come by, yada yada. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it…)

1. Begin the poem with a metaphor.
2. Say something specific but utterly preposterous.
3. Use at least one image for each of the five senses, either in succession or scattered randomly throughout the poem.
4. Use one example of synesthesia (mixing the senses).
5. Use the proper name of a person and the proper name of a place.

I started with a metaphor I have used before, and then wrote the rest of the poem trying to incorporate the other 4 steps. I’ll let you be the judge of how well I did, and I’ll catch you for Day 6 as soon as I can!

Trying Not To Leg It

Spiders are chess queens:

Scuttling with sly plans

To take over your every living hour

With thoughts of their next move.

Eight eyeballs boring into your mind…

Each tickle a tactile hint.

Of where they may land next –

A silk signature strewn

With silent precision

Cruelly caresses careless cheeks.

A sixth sense for their archetypal shape

Keeps you alert.

Thankful for their lack of noise

(And wings)

But still hampered by their stealth;

No stench (like cockroach cronies)

To track their breeding grounds.

A sighting’s felt in the chest.

Montaffera can never limber up enough

To be equal. 

No matter how legendary she once was:

The livingroom is theirs.

Monty X

[Pic is from here]

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