This time, I was given a National Geographic, some scissors, and told to write a poem about one of the pictures. I chose a large image of a man in a church tower looking out, over a street.

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A flag-whip breeze,

Cool, sweet air,

Sweeps pastry, meat gravies,

Up in swift wisps

From the cafe below

Voices chitter secret,

Voices quick, cruel trick,

A secret? I'll keep it

For the couple: Her,

Pink-flushed and pursed

Him, bubbling remorse.

The story, they lie it

And I know it is true,

For the lawyer

In his dedraggled suit

Called upon the cafe, upon Her,

And she had no complaint,

At least about the lawyer

And the hand up her skirt.

But I keep their secrets,

I keep their lies,

I keep their placid faces and

Surrendered souls

As the couple calms, again,

And share their lone lives.

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Update 4/1: Passed the first contest hurtle - the impromptu essay. Phase two, "best work" :D

Update 4/8: English teacher submitted seven poems from the class to school literary magazine. Three were mine: Moon Shine [Double Entendre], Color, and For My Kind of People :D

Update 4/15: I turn in my final entry tomorrow! WOOT!

Update 5/2: Color and Moon Shine [Double Entrendre] were accepted into the literary magazine! No idea if I've won anything; but, hey, I'm in the thing! :D

Update 5/23: Well, my class is over, now... THAT means what I continue to post is either spontaneous and/or old news. If it's up for rateage, I'll say it :)

Update 9/24: Well, I didn't win. Still, I had fun and you all helped me more than you will ever know! I have posted my entries, so you can judge for yourself how I did :)

updated Sep 24 '09 by Archi_Teuthis