This sevenling was inspired not by any particular prompt but by Andrea’s photo in this post yesterday. Her photo reminded me of one of the walls in my house which has a crack in it:
A fault line in the wall:
A scar from an earthquake
Or two or three, still standing —
I stand lost in thought,
Amazed yet wondering if
The next shake will make it fall —
Never quite the same again
We’ll certainly be in trouble if that wall falls down. I’m not actually worried, but it is unsettling if you think about it.
Sliver of the moon
Silver way up there,
Obsidian in the mirror —
Such a strange sky:
What an auspicious sign,
Sighing I see mystery
Wondering what it means.
Inspired by MLMM’s photo challenge #344, this image from WeHeartIt.com :
If you plow forth through butterflies,
Confronting fear, you realize
That’s what it takes to grow a spine.
Fly to your dreams, though strangers whine.
This is for two prompts, MLMM’s Tale Weaver: Stranger, as well as (especially) the photo challenge #335. It may not be exactly on-prompt, but these poems were inspired by both prompts. The picture is by Brooke DiDonato. Also, the first poem is in a form called an Alouette, and the second one got really creepy, just a warning!
Stranger than fiction:
She lost all friction,
Losing foothold and her shoe:
Some strange attraction
Caused this weird action —
All physics laws went cuckoo!
She is pulled off her feet,
Not able to make a retreat,
Impelled falling up those stairs —
She sees one shoe fly,
As she stifles a sharp cry
She hears an alarm bell blare:
Be sure to be home by midnight.
This is quite a magical place:
Green grass, several paths, blue sky.
Untold adventures to embrace,
As clouds are sailing way up high.