Black Satin

Yesterday’s prompt, entitled ‘Triad’ comes from Gina Williams. From the prompt:

Write a poem incorporating last line of your favorite song, the main spice or ingredient in your favorite dish, and a geologic form (basalt, plateau, syncline).

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I chose the song ‘Cannonball‘ by Damien Rice. The last line is ‘When you know that you just don’t know’. Favorite spice…love the taste and color of Turmeric. Sexy. Geologic form? Boulder.

Captive Audience

When you know that you just don’t know

It’s a sure sign that you’re paying attention

the sharps and flats of a life well lived

reverberate throughout the universe

every moment a divining rod

eyes trained on immortality

so i find pleasure in the seemingly mundane

slowly turning pages

savoring each line like a delicious sunday read

watching you spend hours

on this jagged Northwest beach

the wind reciting it’s poetry

an applause of waves

breaking against boulders

as the sun slowly sets

a brilliant swath of turmeric gold