The mind is a vast starved beast of a thing,
it takes all you give, like leaves in the spring.
The means to stir one to move like the wind,
is the means it takes to make the same bend.
To feed the soul or to feed the gut’s fire,
start with one thing, to push you to the wire.
When the three piers are good, glad, and well fed,
there’s not one thing they can’t do when well led.
Keep in tune and you will not fail to win,
lest be your foe man, or be your foe sin.
I’ve had the idea for this style for a while, haven’t been able to find it out there anywhere so far. I call it the 10×10, meaning 10 lines with 10 one-syllable words each. You see the structure above if you’d like to try it.
But, I haven’t had the time. So, when I saw today that MMA Storytime, our resident all things macho, (at least in my mind) had his 100 Word Flash Fiction Challenge, (Out on Tuesday, see the challenge list at top of this blog.) I thought…oh why not give it a shot. This week’s word is DIET. You don’t have to use the word, just be inspired by it.
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2 thoughts on “Fuel – a 10×10 Poem.”
LOVE your poem…and the form sounds interesting, might try it 🙂
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