(from the NaPoWriMo prompt: [write a poem following the] “Twenty Little Poetry Projects.” The challenge is to use/do all of the following in the same poem.) [This was absolutely crazy and I had a lot of chores today, so I'm late, I didn't do it, and whatever... (Please follow the link to see the full scope of the "Twenty Little Poetry Projects.") So, this is something that came to me as I was crawling into bed past midnight and now I'm up again because it won't get out on my head. It's rough but it's April—please excuse the mess.]
The prompt stalks forward
and the poems fly up and away
from the still-full feeders floating
over the green ocean of grass,
except they are muses instead
of written words
and I do not stalk
I stagger.
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