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Prompt #93, It’s Post Your Poems Day!

February 15, 2012


Finger painting

The Body, a series, part 2

We Write Poems:  
Finger painting works with fingers wet with paint, and it works with words as well. Write a poem about your fingers. That’s what we really meant. But we also wanted to imply, suggest, cajole you to freely discover all the multiple moments when fingers expressed something elemental about yourself and life. Second to eyes, maybe lips, our fingers do much that inform our lives – all those faces touched, meals made, times when they were mischief, times when their touch was closer to divine. Tell us about the life of your fingers please. We now await. Surprises are welcome too!

Don’t have a poem yet? Perhaps read a few done by others here, be inspired. There’s still plenty of time to discover a poem for yourself!

Leave the links to your poems in the comments of this post, then go visit your fellow writers’ sites and read their work. Remember to leave only positive comments in the spirit of sharing and not critiquing. We look forward to reading your poems!

Please remember to include a link with your blog poem post that links right back to here, this “Post Your Poems Day”, so that others reading your poem can also share in this community poem experience – maybe even someone new to We Write Poems!

If you are new to WWP, please be welcome to look around and read. The full prompt description you can find under “Recent Posts” on the top right of our page.

  1. February 15, 2012 12:19 am

    Bedtime soon, but first…


  2. February 15, 2012 3:22 am

    For some reason this promp touched (pun unintended at first) a chord,
    and I just kept writing after I finished the prompt poem. The rest is on a long self-indulgent page, though.

  3. February 15, 2012 3:51 am

    I’ve combined your finger prompt with Joseph Harker’s Reverie #6 for poetic form “Fornyrðislag”. Hope you enjoy reading it.

    – Misky

  4. February 15, 2012 4:15 am I nearly forgot to post this link!

  5. February 15, 2012 5:20 am

    This one came to me in a rush of memory, glad for it. Thank you for this creative prompt!

  6. February 15, 2012 5:55 am

    A Moment Suspended in Time

    Three people gathered at the altar
    One small band of gold being forced
    to slip down the finger that had a
    swollen knuckle.
    A young woman on the verge of panic
    praying silently “Please, please, please!”
    The almost husband twisting the ring
    off and on and then on again
    The priest, beginning to realize that
    there might be a small problem here,
    bends his head to investigate…
    The congregation, gathered as witnesses
    to a celebration, starting to twist and turn
    in the pews and crane their necks to see
    what was going on……
    The bride, promising God and any saint
    listening , that she would never, ever
    play softball again….

    • February 15, 2012 7:32 am

      Poor baby. Those things hurt, too.

  7. February 15, 2012 6:11 am

    Continuing with the poem series… Pilgrimage II: Mudra

  8. February 15, 2012 6:12 am

    Here’s mine:

  9. February 15, 2012 6:47 am

    A reflective piece, which wasn’t my intention. Oh, well…


    “Kites Woven in Yarn”

  10. February 15, 2012 6:56 am

    This week, Pele Courts Vishnu, In Human Form


  11. ladynimue permalink
    February 15, 2012 7:24 am

    I felt so good writing about my fingers ! thank you :

  12. February 15, 2012 7:52 am

    Hi all! Here’s mine for the week:

  13. February 15, 2012 8:50 am

    Late to the party….

  14. February 15, 2012 11:17 am

    Great prompt. Thank you!
    Mine is here:

  15. February 15, 2012 5:12 pm

    thanks for the prompt…mine is here:

  16. Irene permalink*
    February 16, 2012 12:11 am

    Oooh I’m awfully late to post the link.

    oiling grandmother’s hair

  17. February 16, 2012 9:27 am

    awfully late here too – and a newcomer . .

  18. February 20, 2012 6:54 am

    First opportunity to play catch-up. Fingers at the ready…

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