Don’t Beg Me For Money—Wea’ve Written Weekly

I would give you one gold sovereign

To help you through the night

Then tell the police you stole it

Because those are my rights.

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Thunderstorm Magic” by Ami (Gypsie) Offenbacher-Ferris. if you would like to read her poem or participate in the prompt visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/29/w3-prompt-9-weave-written-weekly/

Intuition Within the Finetuning of the Universe—Wea’ve Written Weekly

He danced through the rain/slash commands are here/like this was some kind of movie

Start playing music/grooves of complex machinery/shaped by eons of evolution/the command

Influential in the death of the evolutionary process/below the threshold of consciousness

Science, religion, technology, and progress/bot can join your voice channel/to justify

The idea of inferior and superior/disconnect command/ideas of social evolution made

In the image of God/mathematical insight stepping off a train/play the song that the bot requests

To a song that he heard/play the song via a link or search query/that he thought was groovy

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Rain” by Kunjal. if you would like to read her poem or participate in the prompt visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/22/w3-prompt-8-weave-written-weekly/

Feng Shui Facts About Mirrors—Wea’ve Written Weekly

Can you focus only on the handle

Of a hand-crafted wicker basket

Twisted out of light strips

With natural color variations,

A photograph on the wall,

And a spoon that moves by itself

Without noticing the ghost

Of the old lady in the room?

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Work in Progress” by Sarah David. if you would like to read her poem or participate in the prompt visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/15/w3-prompt-7-weave-written-weekly/

Drunken Crow Flies—Wea’ve Written Weekly

Between blue green crags of cave ceiling

Bleeding pastels of fighting ghosts.

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Over twice removed ties to the wife

Who spent all of her happiness on her cats.

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Through the comings and goings wearing his half second of guilt

When she saw the YouTube videos of happy babies.

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Passed the double doors of the pub circling over the bar

To perch on the seat and order another bourbon, neat.

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Family” by Britta Benson. if you would like to read her poem or participate in the prompt visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/06/08/w3-prompt-6-weave-written-weekly/

And Some People Watch the Surf with Their Seat on the Sand—Wea’ve Written Weekly

Drop in and tighten the slack in your veins.

Focus on the wind blowing that bit of spray.

Watch the seabirds fragment and dive out of the sky.

Taste the salt in the air and let it ring there for days

Like the flavor of clouds edged in pink and gold.

Like your grandmother’s cranberry sauce.

Like blue like the water on your fingers

As you reach out and touch the sea.

Then, paddle out to surf another tasty wave

And know the flavor of the world purified.

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Burdon of Time” by A. J. Wilson. If you would like to read her poem or participate in the prompt, visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/05/18/w3-prompt-3-weave-written-weekly/

While Waiting for Life to Happen—Free Verse #W3

The duration separating two events

Like each small step forward in a concessions line

Like popcorn through the halls of a theatre

Like salt and butter and regret.

And a movie you didn’t like

And didn’t want to watch.

And now, you are halfway there.

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I wrote this poem in response to the Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt on Skeptics Kaddish. This week’s prompt poem is “Decision Time” by Britta Benson if you would like to read her poem or participate in the prompt visit the post here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/05/11/w3-prompt-2-weave-written-weekly/

Now You are Cooking with Hope—Etheree #W3

‘Hope.’

That is

Exactly

What I thought you

Were gonna tell me.

Hope is a thin slice of

Lemon to make a meringue.

I hope you got more than that, or

We are going to have one weak pie.

Who, the hell, starts a bakery on hope?

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An etheree is a ten line poem where the first line has one syllable, the second has two, and so on until you have ten syllables on the tenth line. You can learn more about the etreree and other poetic forms at Shadow Poetry. Check it out here: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/etheree.html

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I wrote this poem in response to David’s poetry challenge at Skeptic’s Kaddish. His prompt for Wea’ve Written Weekly is to write a poem with the word ‘hope’ in response to the poem that he has posted here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/05/04/w3-prompt-1-weave-written-weekly/

His poem is a hopeful one about leaving an old job for something better to come. Mine is a skeptical one about starting a new business that seems destined to fail.