In spite of being the most accessible prompt so far, this one kind of did me in. I was starting to feel a little sick when I started attempting it and was full blown done with the world after 20 minutes to trying. Not too happy with this poem but I’m pushing through.
Prompt: Compose a poem using unintentional lines of iambic pentameter found in your newspaper.
Who we are/Who we were
Chicago is an engine powered by
A love struck kind and geopolitics;
They all perform the tree pose as they take
A yoga class taught by a 12 year old.
There is a childlike innocence or whim
That help provide a solid framework for
The lens of who we were and who we are.