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prompt 153 changing the impossible

April 25, 2013

little pencilPoems can be on the tip of our tongues, close as our fingertips. While regard for words is important of course, so is the care and feeding of our imaginations. So an ending to our April tales…
The poem prompt.
If fish could fly and birds could swim… Go ahead, write your poem from that beginning please. What other improbable impossibilities can you imagine now? Maybe even including yourself! What isn’t but almost is? How would you like to re-imagine possibilities? You are here given permission to make your own version of the universe. Go romp. You are the potter’s hands, the poet’s pen, the imagination inside of clouds. Take that beginning and go wherever you wish.
And if you notice, yes, some birds do swim and some fish do fly, so why not you!
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Happy poem writing!

  1. April 25, 2013 9:33 am

    If birds could swim and fish could fly
    Words would flow like tears I cry.

    Winter scars behind this heart
    My leaves unfurl with springs fresh start.

  2. April 25, 2013 10:10 am

    Pigs can fly, but they need someone to buy their ticket.

    • April 25, 2013 1:45 pm

      I like that…I think I know which pig you mean too!

  3. April 25, 2013 9:20 pm

    Fish can of course ‘fly’ and birds can of course swim but to go with the flow…..

  4. April 25, 2013 9:20 pm

    If fish could fly and birds could swim,
    well then we’d have to think again,
    and know that putting things in place,
    all boxed up, no greater space,
    is not the way that this world works,
    and keeps us locked; no gifts unfurled.
    But then again, who said they don’t?
    Who made the rules which say it’s so?
    For there are fish which surely fly
    and there are birds which swim;
    which just suggests that life is best,
    when rules are not so prim.
    It also says that just because,
    someone has made a claim,
    it doesn’t mean there’s any truth;
    so question time again.

  5. April 26, 2013 6:02 am

    Hello, I like to write Erotica. So, my poem took a sexy twist. Nothing too saucy just a little spicy. 🙂

  6. April 29, 2013 4:48 pm

    Flying fish!

    Bridget goes deep-sea fishing

  7. May 6, 2013 12:31 am

    In all the flurry of napo, I missed this one. As I have not missed a WWP prompt since it started, I offer this in expiation, written right here off the top of my head.

    If politicians were honest and not greedy,
    with a few intelligent ones too;.
    If call centres didn’t exist
    we could ring our bank and talk to a real person
    who knew us, knew how to help;
    If all the people had worthwhile jobs,
    were housed in decency and fed
    If we were all kind and tolerant
    and never went to war,
    there would be no need for protest marches
    and ugly demonstrations which are such a bore
    there’d be nothing to grumble about
    oh yes there would: the weather!

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