Tag: Poem

Star of Hunger

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[WP] You go to the fridge to see if there’s anything to eat, despite it being practically empty the last three times you checked this hour. But when you open it, it’s completely full. from WritingPrompts

Boredom and hunger

lead to strange distractions.

Eating is a helpful action

that solves boredom and hunger.

But the fridge held no rations.

Jeff opened it thrice in an hour

the emptiness made him glower.

Having nothing better to do

he decided on a homemade tattoo.

He took the sharpest of knives

to his forearm and scratched

a bloody number thirty-five.

His favorite number didn’t ease his state.

He opened to door again to search for steak.

He found a full fridge, separate from his universe, attached.

Future Soldiers

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[WP] As you are watching the news, breaking news is announced that time travel has finally been achieved. The very next second, an explosion happens on your yard. You look out the window to see a huge fleet of armed people on your front lawn. They begin to move toward your door. from WritingPrompts

“KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!”

Heavy bangs on the door.

Wilbur checked the clock.

Dark outside; half-past four.

He moved to stand.

Wilbur peeked outside.

Unfamiliar armed soldiers; he was outmanned.

Unknown armored trucks; danger implied.

He wondered, “Are they from a future land?”

He opened the front door.

A soldier stood proud and svelte.

“What do you want?” Wilbur asked. “A war?”

“You wish to hear our demands?”

The soldier bowed his head and knelt.

“Sir, we await your command.”

Astronomical Ignorance

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[TT] Theme Thursday – Depth from WritingPrompts

“What’s that yellow one!?”

The fish asked.

He hopped at the sun

and fell with a splash.

“Where’s it from?”

“That’s the sun that keeps us warm,”

Posie replied;

he treaded water and smiled.

“It’s a star. One in space among a swarm.”

“Our planet is one of many.

The space between their breadth

is filled with stars. Very many.

“Stars? Space? Planets widespread?”

“Sorry pal,” the trout retreated.

“I’m outta my depth.”

Mod-Emperor

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[WP] Scientists mocked you when you announced a therapy that would infuse and restore magic to the world. They laughed at you when you said you could bring back the age of dragons. Several devastated major metropolitan cities later, no one’s laughing anymore. from WritingPrompts

“Now that I’ve made my point,”

the Emperor said with a smile.

He snapped his fingers, “I’ll fix up the joint,”

The rubble reconstructed buildings while

the citizens of the world watched.

“I can wreck the planet,

or I can improve it.

I can not be stopped

while sitting at the top

My magic and dragons are unmatched.”

Worldly Experience

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[WP] Then, with without really thinking, I told the genie: "I wish I were the richest person in the world." from WritingPrompts

“I wish I were the

richest person in the

world,” said Dunn.

The genie smiled, “I understand.”

His smoke glowed, then he chanted.

The smokey giant clapped his hands.

He looked at Dunn, “Your wish is granted.”

The man whipped out his phone

to check his bank account.

He tapped and swiped, then groaned.

“It’s the same damn amount!”

The genie shrugged. His smoke curled.

He shrunk and sunk and swirled.

“You didn’t say which world.”

Corny Entertainment

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[WP] All of the ghosts in the world are rising up. They create their own society, and have shown no sign of being hostile yet. Your acquaintance, who happens to be a ghost, tells you that their goal is to collect all of the corn in the world. from WritingPrompts

“Corn?” I questioned.

“Are you serious?”

He nodded. “I should mention

why. Aren’t you curious?”


“Yeah!” I nodded.

“Don’t tell anyone I told you.

We’re ghosts,” he said.

“There’s not much else to do.”

Worldly Advice

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[WP] You’re in high school and get picked on a lot. You’re bullied on a daily basis, but one day youve finally had enough. Your school bully hits you and you hit him back, but when you do, he goes flying. You just discovered you have superhuman strength and have no idea how to use it. from WritingPrompts

“Young man,” the counselor said, “follow me.”

Jerry followed, his mind filled with worry.

Reprimand? Detention? Suspension?

Which punishment awaited him?

They entered a small office.

The counselor closed the door, “So,”

he sat behind a name plaque that said ‘Mundo’.

“You’re really strong and don’t know how?”

Jerry shrugged and furrowed his brow.

“The answer is simple!” Mundo said.

“You’re Unique, a special soul.

Your strength comes from within you,

but it’s much easier to control

if you get inked with the number 42.”

“Getting a tattoo is your advice?!”

Jerry asked in surprise.

“My parents would lecture me at length!”

Mundo nodded and met Jerry’s eyes.

“If you don’t control your strength,

people will end up dead.”