Hope On Hold

Written for:  Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, “Not What We Came To See”
– micro poetry
Today is the day we put the “mini’ back into the Sunday Mini-Challenge, and return to the option of form poetry. The object of this challenge is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines (but you may write in fewer than 10 lines all the way down to a single American sentence). You may choose your own form or stick to free verse, if preferred.

The Projectionist’s Nightmare

This is the projectionist’s nightmare:
A bird finds its way into the cinema,
Finds the beam, flies down it,
smashes into a screen depicting a garden,
a sunset and two people being nice to each other.
Real blood, intestines, slither down
the likeness of a tree.
“This is no good,” screams the audience,
“This is not what we came to see.”

Brian Patten
Liverpool, UK

Shame soured the land,
turning smiles to sorrows.
Widespread enervation enveloped
citizens resulting in closed
theaters, restaurants, shops.
Fun was on holiday. All they
could do was wait.

© Sara McNulty

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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7 Responses to Hope On Hold

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    I feel this. We are waiting, up in Canada, too.

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  2. Jim says:

    Ever since 9/11 we have expended lives, resources, and spirit. Mission accomplished. Enervation, fun and regular living have been expended along with the other. Can we recover?

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  3. Kerry O'Connor says:

    How sad to see a society being consumed by sorrows and apathy – I fear this is becoming a new kind of norm the world over.

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  4. Such a grim scene – how this cloud is going to stay. Where can fun be but on a holiday?

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  5. gillena says:

    Indeed no wants wishes a scene like that, so sad it fresh in our minds though

    Much love…

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  6. When fun leaves, everyone suffers. I can see the hurts and frowns.

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