Day 25 NaPoWriMo 2018
Open with care, the contents are under pressure, it might cause explosion
Shake the bubbly and uncork it, watch the fluid sprite caused explosion.
The seeming indifference, the spurning and the walking away in mock anger,
And then a quick stop, a head flick, and coy eyes ignite, cause explosion.
Comfort and privilege derived not from merit, but from lineage,
Keeping those back in the line from progressing, that slight will cause explosion.
The darkness blanketed forest is stirring from its deep slumber
The dense canopy pierced with the first rays, forest floor ignites and cause explosion.
In mind’s eye ‘Mirage’ is the name of the game, weaving counter narratives
Presenting a disjointed, incomplete life story as noble upon rewrite caused explosion.
The prompt for today is:
Today, we challenge you to write a poem that takes the form of a warning label . . . for yourself! (Mine definitely includes the statement: “Do Not Feed More Than Four Cookies Per Hour.”
Penned a ghazal following the prompt today.