Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Day 7. Prompt--Sevenling (this is a particular poetry form, which is why I got hung up on this prompt)
A gold ring
A silver chain
and the cards
From his wallet
She tosses them in after his body.
Day 8. Prompt--Instructional
This is how it works:
If you turn the crank to the right
The heartbeat slows.
To the left, the constriction is lifted.
Turn to the right, farther and farther,
and the bands tighten.
The pressure is even, so
The heart does not exactly burst.
It is only compressed
It becomes incapable of human emotion.
Day 9: Prompt--hunter and/or hunted (twofer Tuesday prompt)
The soft whiff of denial hits the air
And she knows she is on the wrong path
But she presses forward.
The branches tangle around her.
Thorns tear her skin.
She knows it's the wrong way.
She keeps going.
Into the darkness, through the swampy quicksand
There he is
Entirely the wrong man.
Day 10: Prompt--suffering
How much longer can it hurt this much?
How much longer before the body rebels completely
And organs shut down
The blood stops flowing
The breath stops breathing?
How much longer?
Six more years
Then they're counting down to three
Because then it will be
Their silver anniversary.