Hour 9, the 10 words text prompt

Below is a list of ten words. Please pick at least five of them to use in your poem. If you want to use all ten, please do so.

beet

jacket

tremor

bayou

elbow

lightbulb

cinnamon

bucket

elk

carport

 

Quake the tremors deep in the bayou

A ripple felt by even distant elk

A drop in the bucket of time

Transforming life in an instant

As I pull my elbow through my jacket

The lightbulb flickers with the shifting earth

Threatening the stability of cinnamon trees

And carports of PVC

I know what I must do

Opening the entrance to my abode, taking the long way

Clinging to the roof as wind tears through the sky

The window to the attic looms,

Beckoning at me

It’s time for a spell

It’s time to subdue hell.

I climb through the window, scatter the salt,

Bite down on the elk horn,

Knowing this will hurt a lot.

A slice, a ribbon

Crimson, like the bark of my nearby tree

And the black creature retreats

Taking the tremors with it

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