Monday, February 01, 2021

 


PROMPTS



Running on the spot in my room

The wind off Lundy Roads

Write up the dead in yellow chalk


I understand we should not love


The girl who found a dragon’s footprint


Fat Dads about to die early


The screaming muscles in our thighs


We barefoot penitents


Again and Again and A-fucking-gain


Evan started catching shells


Packman not Pac-Man


A shrine to the devil


This simply will not do


What if we put trampolines out?


They call him “Gullible Joseph”


For all intents and purposes


We cannot hide here huddled round the stove


I confess I am not a confessional poet


Like Trigger's Broom


Waiting for the postman and the milk


The still-whole windows in a shipwreck


Boiling buttercups


We Live, We Live, We are Alive


When winds move us and breezes whisper


They are burning cows on every farm


If we still had dragons and knights

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