I read in my new poetry magazine (Contemporary Verse 2) that they just finished a poetry contest. They had people sign up before the contest and then, when the contest started, they emailed them all 10 words and gave them two days to make a poem. Winners got money, free stuff, published, etc. So, I figured out the words from reading the winning poems. Then I wrote a poem last night. So, it has been one day.
Here are the words:
1. Coalesce
2. Tickle
3. Salient
4. Garrulous
5. Pan
6. Wend
7. Scoop
8. Harbour
9. Abrade
10. Entrance
Here is my poem:
Titanic Survivors Arrive at St. John's Harbour
At the entrance to the harbour we wait.
The garrulous gulls screeching tickles, then abrades my jagged senses.
What are we waiting for?
My sister bends, scoops water into a pan.
We have lost all.
Grateful for everything.
Grateful for everything.
We drink.
Ice and sky coalesce as we gaze, sun-blind, to try to see what causes this delay.
No clues.
No salient details emerge.
It is not for us to know.
The ship rumbles.
We board again.
No answer is given.
Broken, we accept this.
We wend our way home -
Limp back to port.
The story to tell again and again.
The waiting nothing to what went before.
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