Hello!
I’m gonna dive in today and explain the prompt after…
Tumble
The bubble
Was warm,
Clean and accommodating.
She luxuriated in it,
Feeling less angular
As time wore on.
Her backbone curved,
Her shoulders sagged,
Her limbs hugged to her frame.
An overgrown foetus
Rolling through –
No longer cornered.
Social Circle
Nowhere to slump,
Tossed in a constant 360;
Sick from the motion
And frantic for peace.
“I’m good ta, yeah.
And you?”
The prompt was for me to take one of the listed ‘impossible phrases’ and write a poem where it was proven possible. I went with “a circle can’t have corners”, but I feel I wrote about two people conforming to the phrase, instead 😉
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