For We Write Poems poetry prompt #202: Journal Poem http://wewritepoems.wordpress.com/
And The Sunday Whirl poetry prompt: Wordle #150
cage, fuel, assault, six, where, type
trigger, double, mercy, guess, easy, list
First Day of The Month 10/1/10
At the right type of trigger, like a turtle,
I recede into my shell (some might say cage),
where I assault myself with list of “what ifs”
because its easier than maybe making a choice
about things that will affect my future.
A new car?
I don’t know enough about cars,
except to put my foot on the pedal and keep
my hands on the steering wheel and hope
I don’t forget to put fuel in the tank.
A new computer?
Double the anxiety. Sure, I know my way
around a keyboard and word processor,
but gigabytes, RAM, and functions, are foreign
language I barely understand. At best,
only a guess, and that means trusting
someone else and relying on their mercy.
The issue with my siblings?
Do not want to go there.
So, instead, I attack myself,
how much time I waste writing poetry
no one really wants to read or hear.
How, although it is the most satisfying
thing I do, it won’t help me choose a car
or a computer, or the six or seven other things
I could acquire with this windfall.
How did something this good
become so bad,
and it‘s only the first day of the month?
Elizabeth Crawford 3/1/14
Notes: The prompt for WWP was to make journal entries for several days and then create a poem from them using some of the phrases, sentences, or single words. I have over thirty years worth of journal entries, so decided to use them instead, randomly choosing one page from the files and creating a poem from that. This is my second journal poem and I have to admit this has been a more than interesting project. I used the wordle list because it did fit what was on the journal page (almost too comfortably). The image is from the Internet and is defined as being within the Public Domain.