For today’s prompt, write a same poem. I guess it could be the same old poem, but it could be a completely different poem that looks at a person or thing or system that is still the same. Or maybe a poem about how all people are the same. Or take the “same” concept and show how things are not the same. And that opens up a universe of possibilities.
by John Yeo
Asked the man behind the bar.
The liquid was measured into a glass
Containing a speck of dust.
The quantity was exactly the same
But there was a glaring difference.
The germ was consumed and grew
Then quickly spread through my body.
Cells attacking cells the battle was fought
Then medical science joined the affray
Although I have recovered my health today
I will never be the Same again.
A glaring display of opposites is always very plain
Wars are fought over a tiny differential.
To be exactly one and the same,
Would be impossible to sustain
Variation is a valuable guide to follow.
Life stands still with the Same again.
Like peas in a pod the midwife laughed
As the twins came into the world
There the similarities ended.
Differences always arise during growth.
Upbringing and shaping count for a lot.
A clone is a carbon copy of the original,
Tempting fate to fill the glass by requesting the
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