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My name is Joy, and I love to write. Why poetry, here? Because poetry uplifts its writer, and if she is lucky enough, her readers, too. Around us, so many objects abound to write about. Once a poet starts with a smallest, most trivial object, he shall discover that his pen will spill out what is most delicate or most majestic hidden inside him. Since the classics sometimes dealt with lofty subjects with a lofty language, a person with poetry in his soul may incline to emulate that. That is understandable. Poetry does that to a person: it enlarges the soul and gives it wings. Yet, to really soar, a poet needs to take off from the ground. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **
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May 26, 2006 at 5:07pm
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Prompt #27
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27. Write a poem about imagined history and other qualities of several items on an auction, garage, white elephant, or tag sale.

Magic Potion In These Rags

There they hung
Pegged to stop falling
Double folded some
Just too big to safely grace
A plastic hanger, rows and rows
Designer label outfits, that reeked
Style, quality of eras gone by

The heavy duties, some larger than a mac truck
Poking and pulling the fanciest attire
Offering mere pennies, for designer clothing

Disappointed, enraged, insulted
She removed the for sale sign
Pack up her treasures for the day

There must be away to get decent monies
For her over-sized designer clothing

She would try next week again
She busied herself all week printing off a
Magic Potion for each designer outfit

Down to the dollar store in a flash she flew
Purchased a whole wack of pastel envelopes
She stuffed an envelop for each outfit
Sealing them shut with the Magic Potion

Perched on a stool, next to a little card table
Looking like a little Pixie in a Halloween costume
The little card table draped in a gold metalic lame'
There lay the pretty pastel envelopes all sealed With the Magic Potion inside


They came still offering mere pennies
She would pipe up
I have a magic potion for each outfit
Spinning around with a little home made wand
She chirped

For a wee fee you too can shrink in size, like me
I will sell you my Magic Potion

You can only seek the Magic Potion Inside
Once you wear the outfit for one full day.

That day she had record sales
She packed up her emptied clothes racks
And laughed all the way to the bank!

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Prompt #27
· 05-26-06 5:07pm
by decora Author IconMail Icon
Re: Prompt #27 · 05-26-06 5:56pm
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