Another One Bites the Dust

Another poetry lesson that is — yes, I indeed conquered another one, only one lesson, one poetry portfolio (listen to that alliteration), and two tests to go, and I’ll have the class whipped. Hmmm, maybe I should have taken the midterm, at midterm, instead of doing all the assignments first? Ah, well, it will save some studying time, I can study for the midterm and final at the same time, and it will all be fresh in my mind. The instructor may not however, grade the rest of my assignments until after I take the midterm — that, I suppose remains to be seen. Then it’s on to writing family history. My mantra, “I can do this, I can do this, I can do this.” — So this is from my latest lesson. . . . I realize they are a little on the dark side– but I guess that’s where I’ve been lately; been missing Kelly. It has actually been theraputic to put these feelings into writing, or rather remolding them. Is reworking, and editing past writing for present classes kind of like “regifting” — wait,don’t answer that, my conscience is good with it, after all, I am the author, and my poetry retrofitting is helping me get through this class without pulling my hair out. Anyway — my latest efforts.

Writing Prompt – Write a poem using few or no connective words- conjunctions, etc.

Grief

Grief
Endless void
Pain-filled why
Ragged sorrow
Trapped inside.

Stark
Countenance
Reflects void
No intrusion
Permitted.

Ache
Between breasts
Constricts breath
Woman suffers
All alone.

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