Prompted Poetry

I love to do these: Come up with a list of words, any words, and then make yourself write something incorporating those words. It’s just about the only poetry I write anymore. My endeavor tonight?

invite
painstaking
pitchfork
giraffe
bottle
raisin
sterile

and the poem is…

no one invited me here,
an unwelcome giraffe
constantly craning for just a raisin of reason
a drop of rebellious dung in this sterile bottle
they call civilization

every movement of mine is painstaking
and i’m staking my claim
i’ve got a pitchfork and i’m not afraid to use it
not afraid of shattering your reality
to build my own, and i’ll use the broken pieces
as compost, for a fertile new beginning
for a ground i’ll be proud to walk on

cow
notebook
calculator
dictionary
insidious
sophomoric

ahem

My dear cow, you know best
When I’m sitting here with my stuff,
Notebook and calculator,
I get to know you like no one else does.
I measure you, and keep tabs on you,
And make your acquaintance centimeter by centimenter.
The dictionary of scientifics says
You produce some insidious stuff -
That methane gas that does in the ozone…
Or so They say.
I think they’re sophomoric
That’s all I’ve got to say.
'Cause I love you, dear cow -
In every single way.

…Now that I’ve written this, I remember that bestiality is legal in Missouri…


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