Weds poetry prompt: ‘War of Secret Words’

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This week’s prompt: Write a ‘complicit’ poem.

War of Secret Words

As I spout the words of a cynic,
And would hardly call my contempt cryptic
For those who push us both to the limit,
I end up making you complicit
In my secret war against it;
The power that provides for us
But does not speak for us;
So we choose to rebel in covert words,
Careful to avoid loyal ears
Who would not hesitate to throw us
To the claws of their precious rulers.
And so we both silently fight
Knowing if we were ever discovered,
We’d take the final fall together.

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘Song of the Whip-poor-Will’

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This week’s prompt: Use at least three of the six words listed below in your poem (title counts):

  • sidereal
  • recruit
  • magnetic
  • compact
  • whippoorwill
  • carbon

These prompts are always interesting to attempt. I was a little daunted at first, but once I’d researched and brushed up a bit about the stories and legends associated with the whip-poor-will (named after it’s call), it all just kind of came together; and I was able to use all 6 words! Hope you enjoy:

Song of the Whip-poor-will

At darkest night, under a sky sidereal
Comes the foreboding and ominous call
Of the small, unassuming whip-poor-will.
Their sombre song is magnetic to the soul,
Signalling one’s fated time to go,
To depart from their carbon whole
And escape the body’s compact mould.
These are the recruits chosen by bird’s cry,
To penetrate the mysterious sky
And grow their own wings to fly.

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘Plea to a Hesitant Poet’

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This week’s prompt: Write an ‘I Believe You’ poem.

Plea to a Hesitant Poet

I still believe your words
Even if you question their worth
And dismiss them so easily,
Crossing through lines carelessly.

They reveal the raw poet inside,
With verses uncooked, undecided,
Yet at their most naked and honest,
Still not dressed in haiku or sonnet.

So even if you lack faith
In your work in this state,
Know that I believe each unspoken breath
And would drown in their unknown depths.

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘A Fading Spark’

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This week’s prompt: Write a ‘connection’ poem.

A Fading Spark

Face to face
Is fast becoming out-of-date
In times so fast-paced
That we instead opt to create
Connections of ephemeral state;
Without the twitching of nervous eyes
Or the telling face of white lies,
Free of the awkward shackles of life,
All corporeal fear surely dies.

But this is at the cost of the spark;
That electric touch that marks
Human blunder and its inelegant remarks,
For the typing hidden in the dark,
Carefully prepared, stiff and stark
Is the digital hermit’s trademark.

This sets them apart from the brave
Who expose their imperfect face
And cast weakness on display
In this screen-fixated age.

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘Names with No Shame’

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This week’s prompt: Write a ‘name tag’ poem.

Names with No Shame

Some wear their name with pride
Treating it with thought and care
Under fear of it being dragged
Across the mud of the marked and judged,
Reckless ones however care not for
These petty concerns, see infamy as their prize.

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘Digital Hydration’

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This week’s prompt: Write an ‘information’ poem.

Digital Hydration

An influx of information
Bombards us at every location,
But what is actually worth consideration
Amongst acres of inane confabulation
And miles of baseless speculation?

It journeys with us to all destinations,
Wi-fi at every airport and station,
To go without induces petty frustration,
Our first worry when on vacation,
We can’t unplug for too long a duration!

It informs our social preparations
And provides handy highlights and summation
Of our circle’s leisure and libations,
But can equally cause emotional deflation
When you realise your non-existent invitation.

Fear not! There is plentiful distraction
From your friends’ cold ostracization,
There are quizzes of questionable calculation
To tell you your ideal vocation
Or a soulmate plucked from randomisation.

These precious droplets of information
Fuel our fixation
And claim our concentration
Until one day, we look up
And escape this digital stagnation.

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Weds poetry prompt: ‘The Harshness of Sunlight’

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This week’s prompt: Write a weather poem.

The Harshness of Sunlight

They always say it’s the rain
That makes for lonely days
And long melancholy nights,
But the sun too can cause strain
On fragile and fretful brains.
Minds wrapped with guilt
As light enters the window
Bodies frozen under a quilt,
Dreading a need to move,
But aching to go outside
And embrace the summer warmth.
That is the wretched paradox
Which the weather can cause
In the heads and hearts of those
Now long weary and worn
From battling their own inner storm.

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