Written for: Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads: Out-of-Standard: Gimmee (Fall out Shelter (Posted by Isadora)
“For this prompt, imagine you are living alone in a fallout shelter. Write a poem that encompasses you daily routine.
While this seems pretty specific, there is lots of room for you to play. A few considerations:
Why are you living in the shelter? Has there been a disaster, or are you just paranoid?
How big is your shelter? Did you build a huge, underground facility with plenty of space or did you dig a small hole in your backyard?
What sort of things have you taken care to stock? Do you have a room full of nutrient-rich canned goods, or did you decide to stock Twinkies and cakes?
What sort of routines have you decided to skip now that it is just you?
I wake up each morning,
yawning, not recalling
where I am. Then I see
cold gray walls, impenetrable,
dependable. Discomfort
and panic set in, as I realize
I am alone, confined. One
side of this square hole
holds bottles of water (should
have thought wine). On the
other side, shelves of canned
and dried goods, stacked orderly,
boringly. The cookies,
and pretzels are long gone.
(should have thought candy
bars). I keep a journal
wondering if anyone is left
to read it. There are a few
scattered books, but no
radio or working phone. Dead
silence. Am I the only
survivor? Will I die down
here alone, unknown? I wake
up each morning, yawning,
not recalling where I am.
A serious situation for sure with the perfect morsel of humor added to keep things from getting worse!
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Thanks, Helen. Can’t leave it all black.
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Wine definitely is on the Must Have list. LOL. And good books……..imagine, no tablets! Yoiks.
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No tablets allowed!
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Pretty dreary and dismal, Sara. But lots of time to commiserate. I cannot imagine being confined in any worse place . Perfect writing to make it be this way.
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Can one commiserate with oneself? It doesn’t fit the straight definition of taking two but there are discussions. I really meant to feel sorry for oneself and to try to lay blame on oneself if possible. Too much for one word? (You can take this reply off after you read it, maybe the whole thing because of the word I used.)
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Good point, Jim.
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Very effective. Salute!
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Thanks, Ron!
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… makes one ponder all we have now – and how we often forget how blessed we are.
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Things that are commonplace are often overlooked for their worth.
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