Prompts: 1 [1,2]; 2
second one has no title lalala
The Oracle
oh prophet of the sea—
what words can you bring to us?
we have the courage to discuss—
what are our losses then?
we want to sail free
where have our stories been?
all seas sailed are treacherous
but for you luck makes this less
and she will test your consciousness—
but your patience means little to the wind;
perpetual sailing will prove no godsend.
[so she wrote this on the veined leaves
where ink overflowed there came a missing piece
but regardless she gathered them again
and in their faces scattered these to the wind.]
one day maybe a world for sailing
one day maybe another story
even with the sea’s worst
here your name will live a bit.
-
the house is empty
except for one tv and an internet router
and a lot of dairy products
stuffed into the garage
(since there is no fridge)
and a lot of sleeping bags
and everyone
scattered in the living room gambling
to decide where tomorrow’s lunch would be
eating twelve grapes in a minute
as the clock ticks down one more year
and the announcers screw up the countdown.
(there is only space to fill.)
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By sarydactl
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By sarydactl
The prompt is to take your mp3 list, put it on shuffle, and use the first five songs.
Razia’s Shadow: A Musical – The End and The Beginning (Spoiler Warning?)
The Beach Boys - Little Deuce Coupe
Link’s Awakening – Ballad of the Windfish
Pendulum – Granite
The Postal Service – The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
worth leaving
Efren lived in
Coupe
where he
made prophecies
(such as:
your girl will leave you
your wallet will run away
your husband will miscarry)
that never came true
(since
Coupe was a sensible place)
and since
Coupe was a sensible place
he wasn’t quite liked for
rambling
he always
landed in trouble
until
he said
your Military-Industrial-
Congressional Complex
is toast and
a meteorite fell from the sky
and this was
a sign, he said.
he planted
the stone
underneath a palm tree
that used to sit outside the complex
and
it grew into a fine
unearthly plant
filled with the blacker-green leaves
and there
he made his home.
and the people of Coupe
(being
sensible people)
brought in all sorts of botanists
et cetera, to look at this plant
born out of a rock
and Efren
gave out prophecies from the tree
as usual and
they came true.
when the
sun reached its zenith in the sky
his tree
blossomed
as spores
floated softly windward
where
it did no good to human lungs
except for Efren,
who was accustomed to poison.
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well, this thing needs heavy crits.
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By sarydactl
The prompt is to take your mp3 list, put it on shuffle, and use the first five songs. And of course mine have little to do with each other. Full poem coming later.
Razia’s Shadow: A Musical – The End and The Beginning (Spoiler Warning?)
The Beach Boys - Little Deuce Coupe
Link’s Awakening – Ballad of the Windfish
Pendulum – Granite
The Postal Service – The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
boy brags about his word
says he can predict the future
everyone dislikes him for it
a stone falls from the sky and he says it is a sign
he wakes it up with his powers
and it grows into a fine tree
the tree then wakes up and poisons
everyone but the boy, who lives in it.
Ugh I am going to go find a layout with proper spacing now kthx.
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