My WordPress buddy Murisopsis has issued another CHALLENGE FOR NATIONAL POETRY MONTH. Like last year’s, it consists of 13 prompts, one for each Monday, Wednesday, and Friday in April. They can be completed in any order. If you are interested in participating, click on the above link for the prompts and rules for posting.
Prompt #1 is “Use the following words in a poem – fish, hands, lips.” Luckily for me, I had a Haiku-sized fish story. We moved in October to a house near Lake Erie, a short jaunt from Nickel Plate Beach. We often walk our dogs down there. A few weeks ago, we were met by an eerie sight, one that got me to wondering, in light of the current plague, if the signs from Revelation might be in progress. Folks who have lived here their whole lives and are intimately familiar with the life cycle and behavior of shad, enjoyed a hearty guffaw at my expense. I met the prompt’s requirements by slipping in a homophone. Listen; it’s there.
NOT THE END
Thousands of beached fish!
Apocalypse? Old hands laugh,
happens every spring
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