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POEM STARTER
Submitted by an anonymous Daily Prompt user.
"It was all becoming real."
Use this as the closing line of a poem in any style.
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Confusion turned to clarity
Feelings of overwhelm transformed into direction
Learning to sit still in the silence
Embrace the discomfort, the uncertainty
The universe was shouting
Once gently encouraging now actively guiding
Opening up my eyes
Providing the insights, the tools
Don’t run anymore,
Don’t get lost in the mundane, the comfortable
The known.
Embrace what’s coming, what’s meant to b...
The two of us walk through the empty parking lot the way we've done a hundred times. Paul walks on my right, as usual, since I'm deaf in my left ear. He told me a couple days ago that it had become a habit he wasn't aware he had made - walking on my right.
Tonight is a clear night. The stars are visible above us, and I'm happy. I look at Paul with a smile, and all of a sudden I can't breathe...
Curtains closed, lights off
Darkness reigns supreme
Slithering, silent and deadly
Depression creeps into the heart
Lonely woman paralyzed
Eyes ache, screen lights hurt
Gaze empty, head lolled back
Drained, hopeless
Life in monotony
Months circling, world evading
Brief moments of feeling
Dragged out by family
Caustic remarks
Hope leeched
Life in monotony
A trip, a moment, a vision
Excitement, p...
The seals have been printed across coral lines
Here I am sipping tea with the divine.
Why fuzzy images become a clearer vision.
I’m almost there, I can taste it, I can dream, feel, and be in such a time to see it unfold.
The way this world spins make me feel jaggered.
Yet you have me flattered.
••
Breathe.
Did I forget to do that.
Even now these words might seem random
But in my mind it has its...
He touched her skin,
The color of milk chocolate
Ever so tenderly
And her lips seemed to beckon him forward
She touched his skin
The color of a full apricot
And his body seemed to scream
“I’m yours!”
They leaned in close
And teenage fantasies
Came into play
As their lips touched
They didn’t care
If it looked
Or felt
Or _was_ right
They didn’t care about tomorrow
Our last week
Or an hour ago
E...
I snuck a peek at him as his fingers brushed my hand.
So softly
Ever so softly
I looked over at him, hands gripping the wheel, blue eyes fixed on the road ahead.
So focused
Ever so focused
I gazed up at him as he talked to the guy at the counter.
“We want a large popcorn and an iced slushy.”
He turned towards me and caught my eye.
He smiled a little.
So slightly
Ever so slightly
I ...
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"She dropped her dress, and her inhibitions, at the door."
This is an example of a syllepsis, where the meaning of a verb (here 'dropped') is both physical and metaphorical. Write a poem that includes a syllepsis (do not use the example).