Suddendeath poetry Challenge: Adrift!
July 30, 2016 7:00am CST
Welcome to this weekend’s Suddendeath poetry challenge, adrift! Anyways, rules are as follows, write a poem in any style using the five words that I give you. Write it in one sitting or in under an hour (only to quash your inner editor, rules are loose there). Add it here, OR link in a comment so we can enjoy each other’s poems. The words can be in any plurality or tense. Today’s words lost, adrift, bitter, flow, need My entry is below: Adrift on the waters, myself lost to me, I sit and wonder how could it be. That a day that had gone well, had flowed to the bad, So suddenly and quickly and so incredibly sad. Bitter thoughts war with a need to find hope, In a sea that appears completely devoid of the rope That might work as a lifeline or a way to be found, To find my way back from sea to the ground. No rope or lighthouse, no sign of the shore I drift a little this way, and then drift some more. Adrift on the waters, myself lost to me, I sit and wonder how could it be.
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30 Jul 16
It has been awhile since I dabble in any poetic emotional outburst. Here's mine. The bitter flow of tears reminds me of our painful separation Now I find myself lost, set adrift in the melancholy maelstrom of the past Need I say anything more of how my broken heart feels?
• United States
30 Jul 16
Lost, the ebbing mind slips its moorings set adrift a remnant of bitter flavor, acrid on the tongue. Memories flow and ripple through clutching mental fingers. Nothing left now, to satisfy the need for for firm ground on which to stand.
31 Jul 16
@Rohvannyn _ Poignant. I especially like "the ebbing mind slips it's moorings, set adrift". It drew my attention and made me emotionally susceptible to the following lines "a remnant of bitter flavor, acrid on the tongue". The wandering mind often slips off in search of bitter memories.
• Portsmouth, England
31 Jul 16
My husband always preaches thrift But a pound has gone adrift. Recriminations will be bitter If I've chucked it with the litter, So I must needs go search the bin; Cash flow problems count as sin! A line will really have been crossed If that pound is truly lost! ...and my other half will be particularly irritated by this doggerel, if he reads it, bearing in mind the amount I've just spent on things for our holiday!