Todayʻs prompt sent me on a little journey!
Go to the edge of a bookshelf, count seven books in, and select the seventh page and the seventh sentence. Make a poem about something in that sentence.
Alright, so I chose the seventh book on my first shelf, which ended up being Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll. Page 7 is actually the first page of Chapter 1 and the last sentence of the page is actually only the third sentence (Carroll had very long sentences). Therefore, I will need to go onto the next page, haha.
“First, she tried to look down and make out what she was coming to, but it was too dark to see anything: then she looked at the side of the well, and noticed that they were filled with cupboards and book-shelves: here and there she saw maps and pictures hung upon pegs.” Carroll 8
Here we go! (Iʻm doing free verse, because that one comes more naturally to me)
I can’t see
Itʻs too dark to see anything. Will anyone light a flame for me? Will anyone reach out a hand? Iʻve been sitting in this space - in my head for I don't know how long. Sometimes I see pictures of what could be and what has been kinda like maps with journeys waiting to be taken. But I canʻt see that far. I donʻt see the destination - itʻs out of reach and out of sight because its too dark to see anything.
This was a short one for you folks, maybe Iʻll incorporate more free verse poems in my posts – just for additional creative stimulation.
I like to write free verse a lot more than other types of poetry, because I am not as familiar with them. I also like not having rules when being creative.
This was a fun exercise and is simple to try for yourself! If you do try it, let me know what you come up with!
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