For today’s prompt, write a things-not-as-they-appear poem. Poetry is filled with metaphors, similes, symbols, and layered meanings, so this should be a softball prompt. If you’re struggling, look at your current surroundings, pick an object, and turn it into a metaphor for something. Or think of somebody in the real world (mail person, gas station attendant, etc.) and make up a secret double life for them. C’mon, you can do this.


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by John Yeo

Smashed-up, mashed-up-broken.
The lorry came from nowhere
My tractor landed upside down
My body tossed high in the air


Unconscious, I am unaware
Of the pain and as I lie here.
I see the dawn break over fields
Seagulls following my tractor’s wheels.


I follow the seasons as they change
I taste the yellowing sweet corn,
I wake to find I am suddenly free.
Doctors looking after me, have vanished.


I have two choices or paths to take,
A broken, tragic, sad scarred man,
Or the peace and beauty of the fields
In my easy, dreamy, alternate state.


Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo, All rights reserved

Written for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic asides blog on “Writers Digest”

2015 April PAD Challenge: Day 6


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