Today’s prompt comes again from napowrimo.net. A seemingly simple challenge, but it’s not, and made more difficult by being given James Wright’s poem as a sample.  Here’s the prompt description:

Day Eleven

On April 11, 2016

And now for today’s (optional) prompt! Today, I challenge you to write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does. I think of the “surprise” ending to this James Wright Poem as a model for the effect I’m hoping you’ll achieve. An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details.

I did try FPR’s astrological prompt, but that just wasn’t working for me, although I found the colour oracle version and the colour horoscope quite intriguing.  The forecast predicted some things I really did not want to think about, Instead, I went with my rather mundane morning routine, reading a little poetry, keeping warm…

Blue-footed Booby (Sula nebouxii) (Wikipedia)

Cold Feet

Outside the rain hammers hard
against the windowpane, but here
inside my warm cocoon I stretch
cozy, wrapped in a new blanket,
its soft plush brushes against my palm
silky as a cat’s coat. It doubles down
to cradle cold feet, drawing away all chill.
Under my head, a downy pillow, two soft
cushions, and a neck rest prop my head
as I read another brilliant Bly poem
in Stealing Sugar from the Castle.
Today I didn’t attend a funeral.

Carol A. Stephen
April 11, 2016