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Robert Brewers Wednesday Poetry Prompt~23rd July 2014

23/7/2014

Robert Brewer’s Wednesday Poetry Prompt

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/wednesday-poetry-prompts-272

For this week’s prompt, write a tough spot poem. The poem can be about your own situation (past, present, or future), someone else’s, or whatever you can conjure up. Think late bills, shootouts, and tough choices.

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TOUGH SPOT
By John Yeo

Craggy rocks and marshy tracts,
Rivulets and waterfalls sparkling clear,
Mountain flowers along the way
Glorious sunshine with fresh clear showers.

We cross a valley, birds sing,
Goats and cattle are grazing,
The rain soaks the muddy grass.
Suddenly I find myself sinking fast.

Sinking to my knees and still sinking,
Helpless to stop the sucking mud.
Trapped fast in the marshy bog.
Terror-struck as I am sucked to the waist.

I scream for my friends, who come running,
Then they stop, as the danger is clear.
I sink to my shoulders in the marshy bog
My arms flailing wildly above the mud.

My friends push a huge log close to me,
I manage to grasp it and hold on fast.
The sucking is arrested, I am firmly trapped
The mud is clinging, holding, pulling me down.

Help arrives, summoned by my friends,
A helicopter hauls me free from the mud.
Rescued from death, my nerves are shot.
Life looks very beautiful from a very tough spot.

Copyright © Written by John Yeo. All rights reserved

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MIRRORED MYSTERY

14/7/2014

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MIRRORED MYSTERY

My beautiful blue mirror is hung in place,

The reflection is my window behind me.

The open red curtains with a red chair to match.

I stand looking and admiring my home in the background.

As I look, the room in my mirror gets dark.

Jet black, nothing is visible, although it is still

Light, in the middle of the day.

I blink and the original view returns.

This startles me. How? Why?

The reflection is still true to life.

What could have caused my mirror to go dark?

Witches, Hobgoblins, Devils or Ghosts!

My mind goes through many twists and turns,

With supernatural reasons and answers.

Did I imagine it, or is there a Ghost,

On the other side of the glass?

Am I about to be approached

By beings from the other side?

Suddenly the mirror goes black, once again.

Black as black! Everything is black.

Then my wife Margaret is beside me.

“Are you all right? You stumbled.

I think you had a blackout!”

I look at my friendly, mirror again,

Reflecting our beautiful home.

I look and think, I love my life.

As I reflect on how lucky I am.

Copyright © Written by John Yeo. All rights reserved

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Robert Brewer's Wednesday Poetry prompt~Blame it on~~~~~?

12/7/2014

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ROBERT BREWER'S WEDNESDAY POETRY PROMPT.
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/wednesday-poetry-prompts-270

For this week’s prompt, take the phrase “Blame (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles include “Blame it on the Rain,” “Blame Yourself,” “Blame the Bad Guys,” and so on.

Blame it on Fate

I worked very hard to get over the blight,
Then to fashion a quill that would actually write.
Pick the feather up and begin to sharpen
The end into a perfect nib.

An inkwell full of Indian ink,
Jet black and smooth almost velvet in texture,
Next a parchment that was specially prepared
To record the unfolding events.

The seers and prophets had forecast the end
Of the world as we know it is nigh,
They say the information was revealed,
From prophetic knowledge of old.

The sands of time have passed by the mark,
When we should be part of the past
The star in the North is still burning
The light is overcoming the dark.

Why is the end of the world so late?
I measured the sands and counted the days,
The solar and lunar forecasters will state
Scientific evidence will blame it on fate.

Copyright © Written by John Yeo, All rights reserved.

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Robert Brewer’s Wednesday Poetry prompt ~4th July 2014

5/7/2014

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Robert Brewer’s Wednesday Poetry prompt on Writers Digest

http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/wednesday-poetry-prompts-269

For this week’s prompt, write a new surroundings poem. The new digs could be a house, new work environment, the great outdoors, hotel room, etc. It can be exciting, sad, scary, and about any other emotion you can imagine.

NEW SURROUNDINGS
By John Yeo

The postman just brought something,
The flap clatters and falls
I put my teacup on the table
Then slowly I enter the hall.
The cat follows, rubbing my leg,
A picture postcard lies on the mat.
~
I slowly bend to examine,
The beautiful pictures stand out.
Palm trees beaches and blue skies
Green trees and flowery sunshine.
I turn to the writing over
A message of love and care.
~
We are having a holiday Granddad,
We really wish you were here.
I turn to look at my view
Concrete flats and factories where.
With smoking chimneys and traffic,
The contrast is shockingly clear.
~
I have lived in this flat alone now
For five and twenty years.
Sometimes I hear from the family,
None of them ever come here
I pick up the postcard again
My mind flies to new surroundings.
~
I wish I was there.

Copyright © Written by John Yeo~ All rights reserved.

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Robert Brewers Wednesday Poetry Prompt~23rd July 2014

MIRRORED MYSTERY

Robert Brewer's Wednesday Poetry prompt~Blame it on~~~~~?

Robert Brewer’s Wednesday Poetry prompt ~4th July 2014

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