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.
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.
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.
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