By Ajanta Judd All Rights Reserved – 7am Australian EST
Prompt 9: Write a poem containing at least five of the following ten words. If you want it can include all ten words. If this prompt seems at all familiar, it is probably because we do it every year, just with different words.Heat/Cottage/Firefly/Bottle/Mask/Porridge/Zoom/Lethargy/Strange/
That mask you wear
behind whose your eyes do blindly stare
they seem to zoom into an empty place
where you live that strange existence
like a firefly trapped on a glued surface
succumbing to the inevitable.
The last time I saw you at the cottage
you were hovering on the treeline of insanity
an empty bourbon bottle on the floor
another one half full on the table
and lethargy filled the room
like a belly full up with the morning’s porridge.
I had tried to get through to you
to pierce the disquiet and pull you back
but all you did was mumble incoherently
punctured with a stony silence.
This time would I intervene?
How would that be?
Would it permanently sever us?
In the end I had decided to leave
and hope that you would survive to sit this one out.
Until next time..