Entries to The Daily Poem Contest. |
| Repeat Until the End Like Yeats’ falcon in the widening gyre, we spiral in the dance, recycling arguments, sweat blurring our eyes, as our grip on the centre loosens and lets go, we swing wildly to the edge in our centrifugal course away, away from reason, destined only for the darkness that waits outside. Line Count: 12 Free Verse For The Daily Poem: WdC Birthday Edition Prompt: Pick any line from David Bowie's LET'S DANCE and use it as inspiration for your poem. Make sure you indicate which lyric(s) you chose at the end of your poem. I chose the line [Repeat until the end:]. I know it’s a cheat but it’s a line in the lyrics as stated and I really can’t stand that song. |