Swirling turmoil
Life as I know it is gone
Elemental loss
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A friend Memoirsofadragon, took a poetry workshop and had to write a poem in TWO minutes on the following topic:
When the air is unbreathable
And the water is undrinkable
And the land is intolerable, I will:
I decided that my life this week wasn’t stressful enough (LOL) and I should try this challenge. So I grabbed a timer, set my shoulders, and pressed the start button.
True to form, my philosophy of life kicked right in: When in doubt, FREAK OUT. Wow, I was stressed. Nothing. My head screamed “I’m in turmoil”!
A-ha. When in doubt, turn to haiku!
I am in turmoil
Now what? My head said, gracious, life as I know it is gone.
A-ha
Life as I know it is gone.
Then, nothing. Utter silence. The seconds ticked by. And finally, the following summery gracefully appeared in front of my eyes:
Elemental loss
Five seconds left and I switched the first line to “swirling” and viola! I am pretty happy with the results, it is raw and real and anguished. Something I would definitely feel if my world had just ended. And it mirrors my life right now, so I have a real connection to it.
Fantasies of a Forlorn Fairy 