The Prompt Poet


Way before deadline.


Got down to it.

Sitting back.


Considering just chillin’

Not a care.


The deadline fast approaches,

but I am happy in the knowledge—


Just check it out

before I send.




Did I write this rubbish?


Oh, my, G!


There is a flurry of rewriting.

Editing, adding, subtracting,

counting syllables


and so much more.


Finally, with the deadline pecking at my window,

I offer it a crumb.


Not my best,

but, tell me this;

who can work cleverly

under such intense pressure?


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