For today’s prompt, write a things-not-as-they-appear poem. Poetry is filled with metaphors, similes, symbols, and layered meanings, so this should be a softball prompt. If you’re struggling, look at your current surroundings, pick an object, and turn it into a metaphor for something. Or think of somebody in the real world (mail person, gas station attendant, etc.) and make up a secret double life for them. C’mon, you can do this.
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LIFE OR DEATH
by John Yeo
Smashed-up, mashed-up-broken.
The lorry came from nowhere
My tractor landed upside down
My body tossed high in the air~
Unconscious, I am unaware
Of the pain and as I lie here.
I see the dawn break over fields
Seagulls following my tractor’s wheels.~
I follow the seasons as they change
I taste the yellowing sweet corn,
I wake to find I am suddenly free.
Doctors looking after me, have vanished.~
I have two choices or paths to take,
A broken, tragic, sad scarred man,
Or the peace and beauty of the fields
In my easy, dreamy, alternate state.~
Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo, All rights reserved
Written for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic asides blog on “Writers Digest”
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-april-pad-challenge-day-6
by John Yeo
Smashed-up, mashed-up-broken.
The lorry came from nowhere
My tractor landed upside down
My body tossed high in the air~
Unconscious, I am unaware
Of the pain and as I lie here.
I see the dawn break over fields
Seagulls following my tractor’s wheels.~
I follow the seasons as they change
I taste the yellowing sweet corn,
I wake to find I am suddenly free.
Doctors looking after me, have vanished.~
I have two choices or paths to take,
A broken, tragic, sad scarred man,
Or the peace and beauty of the fields
In my easy, dreamy, alternate state.~
Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo, All rights reserved
Written for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic asides blog on “Writers Digest”
http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-april-pad-challenge-day-6
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