Friday, April 4, 2008

Poefusion prompt

daddy

the avocado green chair
sat empty in the garage.
the smell of gasoline lingered.
there were remnants of the brick
house; barely attached to the garage
now. no windows were left,
just shards of glass, where
once we stood waiting for
him to come home. we knew
what kind of night it was going
to be by how long he was in the
garage. happy nights he would
sit in his chair fiddling with old
engine parts. bad nights we would
hear the chair get kicked on the
way in. the smell of alcohol filling
the room with his presence. all we
could do was stare at the paint chipped
ceiling and pray for it to end soon.
those were the nights we wished
we lived on another hemisphere.


the friday five were avocado, hemisphere, gasoline, ceiling and brick

6 comments:

paisley said...

and an excellent little piece of fictional poetry at that....

Michelle Johnson said...

I can see this story so vibrantly through the children's eyes. I want to reach in and hold them, tell them it will be okay. You have written a strong poem today. Thanks for stopping by. Have a nice day.

onemorebeliever said...

gotta say it's a beautifully written poem...but painful...know that feelin oh so well....

christine said...

Very sad. It reminds me of scenes from Mary Karr's memoir, The Liar's Club. Alcohol can be a real poison, so harmful to children.

Well-written. All the prompt words flowed seamlessly. I didn't even think about them, which is good!

Edward S Gault said...

Great job! This one is going to stay in my mind for awhile. I am participating NapoWriMo too, so far I've been writing mostly Haiku.
With my longer poems I like to use the same method (sometimes they actually turn out o.k.); it's a pretty good for an event like this.
I will be rooting for you, Best of Luck!

tumblewords said...

Wow! This is a strong piece! Nicely done!