Here are the two prompts for
today:
- Write
a life poem. The
poem could be about the miracle of life, the complexity of life, the game
of Life, or anything else that means life for you. Or…
- Write
a death poem. For
most organisms, life leads to death. So this should be as full of
possibility as the life poem.
It Once Hung Near the Moon |
Saved by Stardust
Life has been shooting
tests my way, threatening
my mobility,
emotional stability.
This morning I arose
to a fallen star
and a deceased
bee on my living
room floor. I reached
down to rescue
his carcass, give him
a proper burial,
but he crumbled under
my touch, turned
to dust. I couldn’t help
but wonder, did he fly
upwards to the sky
with such force
that he knocked
down that luminous
ball of gas for me
to catch, save
myself? Only,
I missed it—
lost in-
stead
in my every-
day
distractions
and
dissatisfaction.
Life has been shooting
tests my way, threatening
my mobility,
emotional stability.
This morning I arose
to a fallen star
and a deceased
bee on my living
room floor. I reached
down to rescue
his carcass, give him
a proper burial,
but he crumbled under
my touch, turned
to dust. I couldn’t help
but wonder, did he fly
upwards to the sky
with such force
that he knocked
down that luminous
ball of gas for me
to catch, save
myself? Only,
I missed it—
lost in-
stead
in my every-
day
distractions
and
dissatisfaction.
***
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