Tomorrow, the A-to-Z Blog Challenge returns with the letter H. Today, a poem:
Muncie, Indiana,
on a Fourth-Floor Hotel Room Window That Opens
by Marian Allen
Open–everything jumps
a dimension. I can smell
the particular perfume
of the town, hear the clock-chime,
alley-rattle, hiss of this town’s tires
on this town’s asphalt.
A view through glass
might just as well be television.
I can lean out an open window,
see the painted detail
of that rosy cornice, the edge
of that sun-browned balcony,
the trumpet-flowers’ two-tone greenery
and orange flare below.
Pigeons become my fellow citizens.
We share a language, denizens of the air.
WRITING PROMPT: Someone or something escapes through an open window.
MA
Charmaine Clancy
April 8, 2012 at 7:09amAmazing that you can keep up with the challenge AND fit in a writing challenge to a prompt!
Great descriptive poem, wish I had even a scrape of poetic ability, but I fear mine would probably all turn out like dirty limericks.
Marian Allen
April 8, 2012 at 7:46amAh, that’s where I’m clever, Charmaine! I write my post and then think of a prompt based on it, rather than the other way around. It never occurred to me that people thought I used the prompt to generate the post instead of the other way around. Don’t tell my secret, okay? It’ll just be between the two of us. 😉
And don’t belittle your dirty limericks. Dr. Isaac Asimov, one of the giants of science fiction (and science), had a particular fondness for dirty limericks. 🙂
MA