For The Sunday Whirl poetry prompt: Wordle # 148
safe, support, virus, party, fail, court,
frame, later, mind, tricks, brave, wages
and for Poets United: Poetry Pantry #189
Not a virus, more like bacteria attacked
by antibiotics, her frame of reference
failed to support athletic mind tricks
that were supposed to wage war against
all conflicting or contradicting parties.
Germ of idea was slowly losing battle.
Shrugging, shaking head, she’d strategize
later, when she felt brave once again.
Elizabeth Crawford 2/16/14
Notes: Sometimes the words, with a mind of their own, decide where they want to go and refuse any effort to be moved elsewhere. When I looked at the list, several things immediately came to mind: virus and antibiotics, frame of reference, failed to support, mind tricks, and contradicting parties. These refused to be moved or altered. So left it alone, and went off to sleep and do other things. When I returned on Saturday, the words held their ground, caterwauling when I tried to do something different. Benched the whole thing again, but finally gave in on Saturday evening, very uncertain about whether or not it really made any sense at all (pretty sure the antibiotics had won the war). Finally, while preparing this post, I realized this piece was written to explain the process of writing this poem. Gotta laugh out loud at all of it. The image is one of my hand drawn pen and ink doodles, digitally manipulated just to see what would happen.
Best of all, the song came to me before I finished laughing. Made me laugh even more. You’ll find it here: