Saturday July 17th, 2010

The exercise:

A four line poem about: intersections.

Another good market this morning. The driver who hit me two weeks back dropped by our table and didn't remember where she recognized me from at first.

"Where do I know you from?"

"The intersection of..."

That did the trick.

Mine:

Like old friends
Crossing paths
After too many years
We collided with a smile

4 Comments:

Greg said...

Heh, I wish I could have been there for that revelation of where you'd met before! That sounds quite funny (or perhaps embarrassing, depending on who you are).

And yes, I forgot to apologise for the unusual length of my 'four line' post yesterday, but once I had this idea of the cobbler shouting after Time, I couldn't resist the whole thing. Just four lines today though!

Intersections

Every word interlocks,
Tying these humble thoughts in place,
Every letter's an intersection:
My crossword's prettiest face.

Marc said...

Haha, no worries about Friday - I'd hate to think some arbitrary restriction I place on my prompts would prevent you from fully expressing an idea :)

And, yeah, it was pretty funny, to me at least. I recognized her immediately, so I suppose I had the upper hand :P

I really like your second line.

g2 (la pianista irlandesa) said...

I took a trip down the graph
In a typical linear path
I reached the ol' origin, who was having some porridge in
A clay bowl sign├ęd by Plath.
- - - - - - - - - -
Point-Zero-Zero on a graph counts as intersection enough to satisfy the prompt, yeah? ^^
Hey, I'm on vacation, I'm not gonna worry 'bout it too much.

Marc said...

g2 - I love your first two lines :)