Robert Brewer’s poetry prompt today is brilliant. It could inspire a whole book.
Write an answer to a question or provocative statement posed by a dead poet.
Isn’t that great? Because posting comments to his blog can be challenging (a nonsensical error message pops up), he is setting up a separate thread for each day’s poems on the WD forum.
Forgive me, but I am really proud of the one I came up with today! You can find it, and responses from other members of our community by following the link below. Don’t forget to post your own, too. I’ve posted my poem below the link here if you want to read it without clicking.
Mar-ga-ret, Gerard Has Just Forgotten
Mar-ga-ret
the man has
been inside
too long
to remember
the joys
of running
barefoot in dewy
July grass
under the long
sun or swimming
in a mild pond
with laughing
friends who
don’t want anything
but fun. He
sees you crying
as leaves
fall down
and tries to stop
your tears
with a flood
of verbal invention,
but he even
makes your name
fall a syllable
at a time
like leaf-meal
flutter. Go ahead
and grieve, child.
Then, stand
outside, open
your mouth
catch snowflakes
on your tongue.
One Way to Wonder 
where R U?
sky harbor
thot U were coming 2nite
chng of plans
where R U going
dont no yet
what do U mean
gotta go
plane?
whte lite
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