Fragments

Day 1: Literary Impulse Prompt — Fragmented View

Across an orange sky a school of birds is leaving past the last spurts of the sun and out my pretty window an eclipse softly hobbles in pain into the lap of a tree-fringed street where a lone pup lays licking ripples of idle time A group of friends strays about a park bench their close-hewn silhouettes heedless to where home is Over and about string-cheese whispers of the eve fill the air like a hum of forgotten errands that rouse my dark-haired face from beneath a burnt-paper pile of poems their embers blowing out with the wind as the grey horizon of night meets the dainty flicker of streetlights A feeling lets itself out heavy as a paper-weight sigh my short-lived muse perished in a poet’s fancy of flight without wings.

Notes: I have been systematically running away from writing the past two weeks. Yesterday, I chanced upon two publications hosting a month-long writing challenge in honor of the National Poetry Month. I took part in it last year on Instagram and I think it’s a good way to get the grey cells up and running. (Even though, I can’t pick a lot of fine poems from the lot I wrote last April :D. ) Anyway, if anybody is taking part, do let me know and I’ll look for you. I’d love to read and draw parallels from how each writer interprets a prompt.

Here you can find the monthly prompts that I stumbled upon:

By The POM:

By Literary Impulse:

Thank you for reading, lovely readers!