Mama would brush her daughter’s tendrils
as if she could fingerpaint the past away,
and her toddler would chocolate-smile and lick the brownie batter
while Mama’s haunted eyes never completely refocused.
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This is inspired by the 4-line challenge hosted by The Arcanum Cafe (link below). In this exercise, poets must write only FOUR lines based upon a one-word prompt. In this case, the prompt is "cobwebs."
What four-line poem can YOU write in response to the cobwebs prompt? Post your poem in the comments &/ or as an article. Feature your poem's link in the comment section so I can read it if you decide to try the challenge! :)
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Comments: 13
Imploring, seductive, whisked away by thoughts
That pull it like the wind, sparks of life with no control
Of where they will fall out of the cobweb of dreams
Eh, really random. I don't do improvisation very well, generally. It was very fun, though! :) Thanks for sharing the idea.
Here's mine :)
http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977105448