Poetic Asides - Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 005
Writer's Digest's Robert Brewer
editor of Writer's Market
(Prompt from 6/4/08)
I want you to write a poem about your own death. You can write as if you are already dead; imagine what dying might be like; explain what happens after you die; etc. The main thing I want, though, is that you focus on your own death--not someone else's.
My Legacy
who knew
she had all these pages
all these words
scribbles and scraps
simile and metaphor
piles of phrases
pieces of stories
who knew
she had so much to say
too much to fit
in the books she began
should we keep them?
these paragraphs
these descriptions
snippets and memories
what do they mean?
who can say
what is reality?
what is fantasy?
what is the meaning
between the lines?
who will sort through
ink and the pages
folders and files
will they tell us
who she really was?
TLS, 6/08
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Why are they crying?
They look down at the corpse
that used to be me.
I'm not there, I'm all around.
I'm one with the universe,
soared the heavens.
I'm there, and I'm here,
I'm everywhere.
Why are they crying?
I'm not there.
I'm free, can't you see?
I'm free! I'm F-r-e-eeeee!