Saturday May 30th, 2020

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about something that is: wild.

2 comments:

Greg said...

Did you see that the SpaceX launch was successful? That's quite something! Plus, the ship that the first stage returned to seems to have been name by someone who's a fan of Iain Banks's Culture novels... :)

Wild
The lift stops at the third floor as the klaxons blare
So Emma daintily steps out and takes the stairs
And steps to the side as wild-eyed guards race past
To save Spud from cashing in his chips.

Marc said...

Greg - I did see that. One of the all the things that seem to be happening right now.

Really like your first two lines here. And I continue to enjoy watching the story unfold.