Poem: Nature Stirs

Poem created in response to Robert Lee Brewer’s Wednesday Poetry Prompt 196, 12 October 2012.  Topic: Use one of the given lines as the opening of your poem

(form: cinquain)

Nature Stirs

My bed
is a planet.
You have roused Mama’s ire
pulling back the sheets during my
dirt nap.

It’s time
to remind you
that your technology
pales compared to the power of
nature.

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