Today's prompt...to write an ekphrastic poem, a poem in response to or about a work of art. I like learning new words, and ekphrastic is particularly fun to say, but I'm not sure I'm in the mood to search out a work of art to be inspired by, and nothing has come to mind.
Possibilities
When I grow up,
I'll know the answers
to all the questions my daughters ask me,
and I'll be able to speak
perfectly in all the funny character voices
I've never been able to imitate.
When I grow up,
I'll be able to jump through all the hoops
and never get burnt or trip and fall,
maybe I'll even Waltz, Fox Trot
or do the Charleston through rings of fire.
When I grow up,
I'll be able to split time, like men split the atom,
only instead of causing fear and destruction,
I'll get the laundry done, and catch up on dirty dishes.
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