For We Write Poems prompt: We Wordle #1
Irene carefully gathered three words from each participant in last week’s Happy New Year prompt, and invited us to use any or all of them to create a poem. Being the idiot I am (fun is where you find it), I used them all to create a New Year’s gathering of somewhat surreal proportions. Names of the contributors follow the piece.
New Year’s Gathering
Dreamy crowd edged
creation in motley fabrics.
Some were grouchy,
others giddy, holding wildflowers.
At antediluvian portal, a man
begetting fluid sepia voyeurs
made a beaming cycle of wishes,
while tangled long tailed shadows
bowed exultantly, untroddened.
Few were lost to stillness
of intoxicating melancholy
in this sparsity of ploughed wrinkles,
yet several were found eating neon coal
of meteor’s oxymoron oranges.
And one would quietly light pink incense,
mumbling prayers to good fortune’s compass.
Elizabeth Crawford 1/6/14
Contributors in order of appearance: Robin, Vivienne, Marian, Denise, Nicole, Annell, Abby, Jules, Elizabeth, Misky, Barbara, Irene, Pamela, Dick