For today’s prompt, pick an adjective, make it the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. If you’re feeling stuck on this one, go back through your poems earlier this month and find adjectives you used–if any. Or crack open a dictionary. Or scan other poems for ideas
by John Yeo
We were gathered around the hospital bed.
He had been in a coma for a year.
There was no need for speech
Our faces and thoughts said it all.
The family were brought together
In the throes of silent grief.
Remembering a life that was all too short
Well lived, well loved, too brief.
The Doctor switched off the life support.
There was a ripple of silent shock
As the reality hit the family hard,
I offered up a silent prayer
Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved
Written for Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic asides blog on “Writers Digest”