My mind is brok-
-en, fractured imaginings, thoughts reflect-
Focus fluid, swept aw-
-ay, lost in a swirling tempest of-
I smash against-
– your presence, a stone in the rampage, solid, steady, reliable.
A limpet I cling to you-
-protecting me from the worst of-
-the storm, preventing me from drowning-
-from shattering, fracturing further.
I covet your-
Ahem. I’m sure it will surprise no-one that poetry is not something I… ‘do’. I can and do enjoy reading it occasionally, but I have no real desire to create poems myself. For some reason however, this ‘Five Sentence Fiction’ prompt inspired a poem, and once it was conceived, I couldn’t think of any other idea.
So I present it, in all its experimental structure and angst-ridden glory.
Each week Lillie McFerrin will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate should write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in the five sentences – it is only direction.
This week’s prompt was envy.
Cheers and thanks for reading.