Poetry Forum

Hello! Welcome to T.G.I.F. 

What this is:  A new prompt will be posted every Friday.  Everyone is welcome to participate in this thread at any time, no restrictions apply.  Don't overthink the prompts, just let loose and have a bit of fun.  
How it Works:   
1. Write a poem on the suggested topic using the form described.  (However, the prompt is more like guidelines, not a hard and fast rule.)
2. Each poem should appear as a separate reply to this thread.
3. The goal is to have FUN!!!   Comments, kudos, and questions are welcome responses.

Friday, October 25, 2019 

(It's still Thursday here, but I have out of town guests, and it's Friday somewhere already, so I'm going to post it now because I would probably forget if I wait until morning.)

Topic:   Fear.  Monsters, or Spooky things, or Nightmares, or anything in that general vicinity.   Scare us, or tell us about a time that you were scared.  Can be funny or truly terrifying, the choice is up to you.  There are no restrictions on form or length.  The page is yours, do with it what you will!!!

Form: any.  

Line Requirement:  any. 

If you have prompt suggestions, feel free to pm your ideas to Quix.  If every Friday is too often, we can tone it down to bi-monthly or even once a month.  Let's see how it goes.    

Blind Fear

We fear flat darkness, not a sudden light
revealing terrors, skeletons to fright
our snuffed-out vision which in blackness might
imagine worse than some bare-boney wight.

This void lives with us, just behind our eyes–
much scarier than what mere seeing spies,
for truth’s not horror, horror truly lies
in waking nightmares darkness magnifies.

Monsters

Full moons aren't what
truly turn people
into cornered animals.

There are no zombies
on the wrong side
of boarded up windows,

but vampires are real
metaphors for those
who suck our emotions.

Fear Itself

the fear of death
is a breathless boo
stood next to the fear
of losing you

She is a hypochondriac,
self-aware and wary of self,
with chronic pain
and stubborn pride.

She refuses to see a doctor.
“It would so embarrassing 
to be wrong,” she says. 
(I think it would be worse to be right.)

It isn’t so much the heart attack this week,
or last week’s bout of Parkinson’s
when her hand was shaking just like Gramps,
or the kidney stone that never was,
but rather, I think it’s the fear
that someday it will be true 
and she would never know the difference.

Let it be said

Let it be said
in these private strophes,
that I am afraid,
of one man's tweets,
who may ban apostrophes
and outlaw beets,
in vituperation hateful.
And still the faithful
who will sing 'yoohoo!
the bright day is dawning
from Idaho to Wyoming
for writers AND for stew'.

Nice one busker, that brought a smile to my face.

(11-11-2019, 03:20 AM)Richard Wrote: [ -> ]Nice one busker, that brought a smile to my face.

thanks, Richard.
Privately, I'm a semi-fan of the man. If only he'd tone it down a little...

(11-06-2019, 11:22 AM)Quixilated Wrote: [ -> ]p.s.  ack!  I’m behind on these!!!

Well worth the wait.  Baroness Munchausen, with a fear of fear of fear itself...

(11-11-2019, 06:31 AM)dukealien Wrote: [ -> ]

(11-06-2019, 11:22 AM)Quixilated Wrote: [ -> ]p.s.  ack!  I’m behind on these!!!

Well worth the wait.  Baroness Munchausen, with a fear of fear of fear itself...

 Ha yes, exactly!!   Can I please commandeer "Baroness Munchausen" that so I can use it for the title????

(11-13-2019, 10:06 AM)Quixilated Wrote: [ -> ]

(11-11-2019, 06:31 AM)dukealien Wrote: [ -> ]

(11-06-2019, 11:22 AM)Quixilated Wrote: [ -> ]p.s.  ack!  I’m behind on these!!!

Well worth the wait.  Baroness Munchausen, with a fear of fear of fear itself...

 Ha yes, exactly!!   Can I please commandeer "Baroness Munchausen" that so I can use it for the title????

Sure, but see if you can find the umlaut - my keyboard seems to have lost it. :grin: