I am so stuck.
Not a thought in my head about what I should
write about.
How can that be?
Time to get a writing prompt.
Open an internet browser
Search
Find
Write.
Simple.
Ha!
For today’s prompt, write a visitor poem. The poem can be from the point of view of a visitor–or the people receiving the visitor. The visitor could be expected or unexpected. The visitor could be welcome or unwelcome. The visitor doesn’t even have to be human.
This is a weird prompt.
At least, it is to me.
I’m sure the guy who wrote it and gave an example
didn’t think it was weird.
I guess, I’m calling it weird because
IT IS HARD!
What do I want to be,
the visitor
or the person receiving the visitor?
Perspective.
This poem is about perspective.
Narrative based on who you are
where you are
and who you are with.
I muight need to go with fiction
If I am a visitor
That is
If to be the visitor
I need to know
Who I am.
Isn’t that the big question,
“Who am I?”
Today,
At this moment in time,
I am a visitor,
A traveler on the writing road
Not sure which way to go
where I want to go,
Where I should go
So here I am,
On the path of least resistance,
A visitor on my own page
Talking to people I may never meet in person
Or hear from
Or even know that they read my words.
The people I am visiting are
Anonymous
I am not.
My brain is split open
Oozng, dripping onto the page
For everyone to study
And dissect
And analyze.
The anonymity of my readers
Energizes me,
The idea that I have no idea who my words are visiting
Makes it easier for me to write
Blindly
Openly,
Bizarely free
Even though I know I may be judged
Ridiculed,
Supported.
I am a visitor,
Fully exposed,
Yet I feel safe because I know
that my thoughts are 100% mine
And maybe, just maybe
Someone they visit
Will relate to them.
I am a visitor in the land of life.
