Sunday, April 30, 2017

NaPoWriMo Day #15

The prompt at NaPoWriMo today is:

Because we’re halfway through NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that reflects on the nature of being in the middle of something. The poem could be about being on a journey and stopping for a break, or the gap between something half-done and all-done. Half a loaf is supposedly better than none, but what’s the difference between half of a very large loaf and all of a very small one? Let your mind wander into the middle distance, betwixt the beginning of things and the end. Hopefully, you will find some poetry there!

The Changeling

The rain midday was
only enough to wet the sidewalk.
I'm more so taken
by a storm that rages.
Give me gray thunderclouds
and a wind that quakes
the foundation of my shutters.
Maybe I'm invigorated
by the emotional sensation
in the unfulfilled pregnancy
of the feel of danger.

My last lover left me with
a sense of emptiness,
as if the distilled air of a vintage
whisky bottle had been stuffed
inside my chest for keeps.
I'd rather be transformed by
the agape sort of admiration,
or else left inconsolable,
by some irreconcilable
difference in agenda.

Teacher, if you must do anything,
please leave me altered.
An immaculate painting
smeared center-stroke,
or a table full of only
the best sort of food, minus
some vital, minuscule seasoning.
Steal something, or else
unburden your baggage.

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