Day1 Prompt: Today, I’d like you to go to Reb Livingston’s Bibliomancy Oracle. Clear your mind, push the button, and then write a poem based on the quotation that the oracle provides.
My results:
Excise any wasteful habits. You know what that means.
No more open tabs at the bar. No more cash advances.
You must cultivate a taste for comparison shopping.
My Chagrin
Just for looks,
not the brain,
or the heart,
and not plain.
Pretty smiles,
silky hair,
bluest eyes,
skin that’s fair.
Aimed at me,
I’ll persist.
Broken will -
can’t resist.
Diamond ring
for her hand.
Later on,
wedding band.
When she asked
she got all,
lest she pout -
starts the fall.
All is spent,
overdrawn.
Though I tried,
money gone.
First the fights.
When they start,
“love” will fail.
Falls apart.
Oh I wish
looked within
for my gem.
What chagrin.
