The exercise:
Write a four line poem about something that is: caught.
Today was a better day. Not a big hurdle to clear, but I'm happy we did.
Mine:
Big Buddy rolled slowly through the hideout's halls,
Quite certain of who he sought.
For none but Charlie could have followed him there,
And this time he would be caught.
3 comments:
It feels like either Buddy or Charlie is mopping up here, though I guess the Master is still alive and technically on the loose. I wonder who will win...?
Caught
Entraps the Robot’s shell and pulls it back
To Robot-hell wherein machines fight men
In never-ending wars and for a long
Forgotten cause. The portal closes tight.
I know it's a little off the prompt, but this came to me in 5 seconds so I thought I'd share
Sparkling crystal in the air
Glowing bright, glowing fair
Containing all my hopes and all my dreams
Within my hand I call to thee
Greg - well, we've nearly reached the end now. Hard to believe we've made it through to just two weeks remaining.
That's a fantastic entry you've got there, by the way. Especially like the first two lines.
Ivy - I can see a tie in to the prompt, but even if I couldn't I would still appreciate this poem - particularly the first two lines. So don't worry about it!
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