Rosemary at Poets and Storytellers United would like us to write about writing: either write a poem about writing poetry, or tell us a story about story-telling. 😀
collage and photo by dsnake1
poetry lesson #14
I wanted to write a poem about
the four horsemen of the apocalypse.
Night turns to day and the four
horsemen are nowhere to be found.
So i look at the video game machine
and it is pleading to be switched on.
Days turn to weeks and there are
still no signs of the four horsemen.
I know it is an old game but if
you are poor, old games are still fun.
So my characters are marching through
the game like demi gods, invincible.
They are beautiful and strong, their
godly blades felling enemies like weeds.
It is Pestilence and Famine and War and Death,
whatever name at the moment.
And then I remember I am supposed
to write a poem, about some horsemen.
So in the end I have four sijos instead,
the four horsemen have assembled.
It is hard to explain how I got there,
I know, a very poor, lousy poetry lesson.
Would you like to see the poems instead?
07/04/2023
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Read my poem? Why don't you click the below link and hear someone read Charles Bukowski's The Crunch?
People Aren't Good (The Crunch by Charles Bukowski)
All three versions of The Crunch by Charles Bukowski.
© cheong lee san ( dsnake1 ) 2023Labels: poetry lesson #, prompt, The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse