Today’s prompt is a bit of a smorgasbord, and reflects the fact that we are at day seven. It asks you to write a poem with seven different phrases, ideas, or just plain old “things” in it. These are:
1) an example of synasthetic metaphor — one that describes one sensory perception using adjectives more naturally suited to a different sense (e.g., “a red noise,” or a “a bitter touch”)
2) a fruit
3) the name (first or last) of someone you knew in school
4) a rhetorical question
5) a direct address to the poem’s audience — “Reader” or “mom” or “Michelle,” or maybe just “You”)
6) a word in a foreign language
7) a reference to a game of chance (darts or pool or the lottery or etc).
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How can you, a reader, know
What reddish thoughts run through my mind?
A haze of bloody tendencies
There for only me to find?
Like solitaire, I'm solitary
Keeping my motivos close
Hidden from the world around me
Wanting things that no one knows
A pink-brushed apple I am not
Though Mr. Cherry claims it's so
A daring accusation made
That only brings unneeded woe
I shall unleash the wrath within
When certain things have come to pass
But till that moment comes to be
Remember, troubled, that I last
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