We Drink Because We’re Poets – POETRY PROMPT #6 – REVERSE ACROSTIC
Description of this week’s prompt from the blog:
This week I planned a slightly more challenging prompt to stir and spin your muse. Without further delay, here is what we will be writing this week:
This week’s prompt is the Reversed Acrostic. The trick? Your reverse acrostic should spell out 1 or a combination of these words:
shipwreck, cathedral, sunshine, belladona, amphitheater, charisma
Beware the offer of Naughty Man’s Cherries, lest it be you succumB
Clipping the plait The Fates have made before your time has comE
Atropos’ blade cannot be stayed, should your appetite make you ilL
Though she be beautiful, you must resist and use your force of wilL
Berries dark and sweet to the tongue does offer BelladonnA
She’ll tempt you with sweet visions but you’ll soon be out of your heaD
Nightshade with just a single leaf is sure to strike you down and sO
As you celebrate on this the night of the Red Blood MooN
And though the auspicious hour of the eclipse is upon us anoN
Toast her beauty with a glass of mead and forgo that temptress BelladonnA
15 April 2014
National Poetry Writing Month
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For: WE DRINK INSPIRATION – Poetry Prompt #1 – This week’s Pixelventures is asking to see your mood.
I am feeling hope and renewal.
A blanket of lies
Cannot obscure truth’s warm sun
Hope comes just like spring
12 March 2014
Persephone’s freedom is imminent.
For Bastet’s Pixelventures Prompt 28 January 2014: “In a word show me something worth saving.”
This is what I think may be a slightly different take on the something worth saving theme.
Intangibles worth saving captured in a photo and not everything worth saving… can be.
I never wrote for you
This is something that I only noticed recently
When that disquiet in my mind finally formed itself into the thought
I felt terrible
Terrible has become an everyday way for me to feel
This was worse than that
On the heels of the realization came also the images of what we have been
Of what we are not
I wondered to myself if maybe I didn’t write for you because we were both too busy living a real life
Retrospect tells me now that you showed your love in so many small ways that perhaps weren’t flowery or poetical but they were real and to this very moment, I can see the evidence of how you cared
I will never stop feeling guilty and ashamed for having allowed my own frustrated dreams to take me away from a place where we might have found our way back to each other
I made my choice at that crossroad and the Devil found me
Now I can say that I have written something for you. I only wish that it wasn’t an obituary for what was once you and me.
29 October 2013
She’s my mini me
Sisters in our DNA
14 January 2014
For: WE DRINK INSPIRATION – POETRY PROMPT #009: A PHOTO’S WORTH
Holy Crap WP! Was it just me? I couldn’t get on to WordPress for love or literature today. Catch up reading time!
If my hands were tied
I would still reach out for you
My heart is unbound
(c) KeiB 14 September 2011
My heart is unbound.
(For: WE DRINK INSPIRATION – POETRY PROMPT #008: POETRY. My favourite is Haiku)