I really enjoyed writing the poem (that became poem 4) from a list of words supplied by Carrie Etter.
I am happy to report she has a whole new list of poetry prompts to inspire people. Here is the one I am using today. 'Use five of the following six words in a poem: dirt, hand(s), path, tree (or a kind of tree), sky, weight.' Here is the poem I made from them. It turned into a love poem of sorts. My kind of love poem anyway.
This is not a fairy-tale
yet he is a woodcutter
and his skin smells of trees.
Leaf under sky and axe
blade against bark;
she meets him on the path
and breathes him in.
Petrol, oil, sawdust and dirt;
wholesome eucalyptus.
Today he was felling
a gum tree and the logs
are a gift to keep
her fire burning;
His fingers are rough
but his hands are tender.

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