Written for: Poetic Asides 2019 PAD November Chapbook Challenge – Day 11
Write a prime poem. Prime is one of those words I don’t often think about, even though it shows up frequently: prime numbers, prime location, prime rib, prime time, Optimus Prime, Amazon Prime, and prime meridian to name a few. So I hope you’re primed up to write a new poem focused on this prime word.
I
wonder
how it would
feel to see land
laid pristine before
you–a virgin forest.
Trees, ground, grasses–verdant, fresh.
Would miracle of this splendor
thrill you, fill you with surrealism?
Could you look, marvel, and leave it unspoiled?
