Poemtober: volume 2 issue 4

Jennifer Prewitt
4 min readOct 25, 2021

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Whaddup whaddup! It’s the penultimate issue of Poemtober, and baby, I’ve got some silly little poems for you all. All the poems are based on the daily Inktober prompts, and some are accompanied by illustrations in true Inktober fashion. I’m not a poet but I am a freak for posting online, so thank you for feeding my passion. Enjoy!

Moon

Did we go there?

What do you think?

I know you and I didn’t

But Buzz, and the gang?

Me too

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What makes you say that

that my face reminds you of the moon?

Is it my acne, to-scale craters dotting across my skin

Or am I blindingly white?

Am I detached, faraway?

No?

I was joking anyway

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Well if you ask me, which you didn’t

the moon isn’t particularly beautiful

Certainly a standout in the dark void

where the competition is light from our human eye

The stars small in comparison, no way we can assess their detail

like the moon

Winner by default

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Is that it?

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loop by Jennifer Prewitt

Loop

Do you ever think about something so much

Like death

and you panic

Or croissants

and then you eat two

Everyday

Never again, you say!

Maybe I’m meant to be scared

A panicked existence and if not

maybe I’d be boring

or worse

Be bored

Hungry

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Sprout

I planted you and you grew

from a seed I tended

you returned your gratitude

through a bountiful harvest

I leaned down and thanked you

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excited to share the gifts

I gave your offerings to any overturned hand

no one thanked you and soon you grew tired

you offered less and less, and so I did too

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I tended to you and you grew

from a sprout I revived

you returned your appreciation

through a single gift, for me alone

I leaned down and asked when I could share

Sprout by Neena Kallookulangara

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Fuzzy

You know the feeling

A thousand lovely little birds

Fluttering

And then it’s gone

As soon as it came

Am I at fault

Am I broken

The birds find a new home

A warmer one

I hope they stay

It’s better for all of us

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Open

ha, good luck

unless there’s a spill

facts and information and family history

don’t cry over it

don’t get angry

they’ll use it against you

for what?

who knows, but they will

who is ‘they’

friends family that person at the party

I’ll clean this up, quickly

I’ll be more careful next time

good

good

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Leak

Ground down in your left heel raise your right leg

That’s where I was when

The light rain became heavy and weighted

Slow down, you’re in a hurry

Right knee over right ankle hands to the sky

That’s where I was when

The rain invited itself in, squeezing through somewhere somehow

I stood, trying to figure it out

Climbing down the wall, refusing to tell me

Right hand moving the drying rack, the left touching the wet shirt

That’s where I was when

My landlord popped into my mind

I should let him know

But then what can be done

It’s an old house and besides

The entry point is nowhere to be seen

Upright, looking at the succulent, plump and healthy

That’s where I was when

I noticed I couldn’t feel my toes

Socked feet, fluffy socks, even

The people upstairs control the heat

I should let them know

It’s getting kind of cold downstairs

They may be comfortable though, or even warm

Sweaters piled up atop each other in the closet

I can wait until November, so soon

Supine, watching the ceiling do nothing

That’s where I was when

I dared to ask if I’d ever ask

For the wall to be dry and the warmth to envelop me

Feeling bold I’d asking if I am without fear

I’ll answer yes. That’s where I’ll be

Leak by Jennifer Prewitt

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Extinct

Won’t you miss the beauty

I’ll be long gone

But pay attention

Feel and Notice

Make sure to share a long goodbye

It’s no longer a see you later

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Jennifer Prewitt
Jennifer Prewitt

Written by Jennifer Prewitt

Chicago-based person. Follow me on Instagram (@radiantegg) where I post silly things that make me smile and serious things that make me smile.

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