M Clement

M Clement Sep 2013

His breath tasted like ash
His hands felt coarse
The softness that once pervaded his personality
Gave way to a jagged precipice that was him incarnate
Why treat someone right if you have someone on the side?

Everything that I once recognized as beautiful
Now burns up in the wreckage that is his smoldering BMW
Maybe that ***** in his bed will get the message sooner than I did.
With a strike of a match, and about a gallon and a half of gas,
I go places,
But he won’t be able to.

Prompt: In the persona of a woman scorned

Based on a prompt given in response to "I Need Your Assistance".

M Clement Sep 2013

Censorship.

You, you son of a Think
Everything I You did for you.
You piece of Can
What the Censor did you think would happen?
Are you Me surprised?
You shouldn’t be,
You *******.

I had a bit of fun.

M Clement Sep 2013

The One That Got Away

Dearest, how good it is to see you.
Remember the “I love you”?
I meant it; I still do
But love changes
And so have you,
And being honest
I have too.
So where does that leave us?
I’m asking tú
Because, being honest:
I’ve no idea what to do.

You’re married now
Were married, how?
Where did you go for
so long?
I heard he was a replacement
You decided on engagement
And your wedding was the
happiest day of your life.

I’m happy for you,
I was, am, and still do have joy seeing you
But now I’m wondering
What in the world to do…
Now that you’re asking me to be with you.

Prompt: The one that got away comes back and asks you for a second chance. What do you say?

Based on a prompt given in response to "I Need Your Assistance".

M Clement Sep 2013

It rains Snickers bars

There’d be a day, she’d say
Where jubilee fills the street
And neon buildings open their mouths
Unleashing droves of joyous peoples
And they’d mob the streets in love and happiness
And sing of splendor and living proper
And we’d sing along with the crowds
beneath the candy-coated clouds
As we’d wait for the rains to come
And embrace one another in excitement
And anticipation
Awaiting to go home

Prompt: And we’d sing along with the crowds
beneath the candy-coated clouds

Based off of a prompt given in reply to "I Need Your Assistance".

M Clement Sep 2013

I Need Your Assistance

Please, I ask sincerely,
Give me a prompt or two.
This is a sincere request
From Me
To You.

Seriously, I'd love some prompts! Give me a line, a sentence, a couple of words! I'll take it and make it into something new! A poem, even, if you'd like me to.

M Clement Sep 2013

Call Me Thomas

And let me doubt your scars
And who you are
And who that makes you

Let me ignore your face
Your being
Your loves, passions, distastes
Let me ignore your presence

Seeing is believing
And consider me blind

M Clement Sep 2013

To Those Whom Drink godliness

Ne’er has gold tasted as sweet

Nor the silk cloth felt as soft

And as she inhaled the passion of the gods

They exhaled her bones and the dust that covered them

I started writing one way, and it turned out totally different. Go figure.