Welcome to %PoeticalCondition's Fourth Bi-monthly Prompt! I hope you are feeling creative.
This weeks prompt is: "The Poetical Condition" - Write a poem about your personal interpretation of what the 'poetical condition' is to you (not about the group).
Prompt is totally up to personal interpretation.
Please be sure to submit your work to the "Prompt" folder, and include the group name and current prompt in your author's comment.
This prompt will run until Feb. 11th. At that time we will post a new one.
The last prompt was "Mummification"
It was difficult to choose my favorite submission, they were all inventive takes.
However, I chose:
MummificationThey wrap themselves in age-thinned cottonand :thumb348690399:
Tightly now around the arms they hold together
In unified motion, one purpose for the first
Time in the unnatural seams
Cut first out the throat, placed just so.
She didn't want to scream now
For pride, perhaps, for the sound
Of one consenting tone she would never
Revoke - for the wish, the deep well she had worn
In the pit of her soles where death had danced,
In the meadow, in the crunch of stag collisions
And leather boots, hands held staid - fingers then limp
In their arms, the facile mechanics of what
She had no sense to fear.
It was the last time she saw
The lambent bile that had been taken
Up through the veins into her bloody eyes -
The sign of the woman her father bespoke,
Clad then in childish gathers and stitches not
Hidden from the damp, weary less of the licks and stings,
And of a cloying cry-set vanquished as she was held -
Up to the chest and down through the nostrils
They looked to see their queen shed skin and grow
A cadaver's s
I look forward to seeing what you come up with this week.