Write a poem about being stuck in a very small place, actually or metaphorically.
or
Write a poem about being locked out, actually or metaphorically.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Write a poem about being stuck in a very small place, actually or metaphorically.
or
Write a poem about being locked out, actually or metaphorically.
Ha ha – I just posted my dream poem and it was a cramped space! Guess I can follow the thread to the next poem!
Let me in, darling
Don’t lock me out
I lost my spare key
Took you for granted
Let me in, darling
Give me a second chance
Wolves and dark things encircle
And I can only feel safe with you
Back on track. I used prompt #7.
https://thepoetrymarathon.com/blog/kevinjoconner/welcome-to-my-little-corner-of-the-world/
Sounds like it was meant just for you! Setting up your next shot by some poetic kismet. Good Luck all the rest of the day.
THAT NIGHT
I remember the harsh words
The fever pitch screaming
The need to flee and find a place
Of peace.
I drove away
Not knowing where to go
Just following the painted lines on the asphalt
Reflecting in the moonlight.
Or maybe
Reflected in the tears in my eyes.
I don’t really know.
Darkness plays tricks with your vision.
In a pull off by the river
Hidden from view in the black of night
Away from prying eyes
I found my peace.
But the peace was not in that place.
Not in the tears, the car,
The cover of night.
My peace was in you.
I drove fiercely back,
Following those same reflective lines,
The asphalt flying by like a jet stream.
Home to our door.
I remember the love that steered my heart home,
The frantic need to throw open the door
And run madly into your arms.
To say I was sorry, and that you were everything.
But the door was locked.
Your heart was locked.
And the key would never again
Be mine to find.
The untold story
Heeding straight towards the computer
To forward my story for the competition
I pressed control+alt+Del button
To unlock the system personal
Only to find the message box
Demanding the login password.
The password was simple
Which I tried to recollect hard
But failed every time
Leaving me with only one golden chance
Or remain locked for the rest of the time.
Stuck was I, as the last day of submission was today
And my fate was not at all in my favor
Even though I tried all other measure
For today, was not my victory day.