National Poetry Writing Month, Day #11

Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write a poem ‘in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly [sic] have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does.’ I approached this from a slightly different angle, describing parts of the dreams I had last night/this morning. (Note: Dick’s is the name of a popular chain of drive-in burger restaurants in the Seattle area.)
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The morning after headaches and explosions in the night (A poem)

Back to the pantoum. The ‘explosions’ part of the title refers to last night’s gas explosion in Seattle’s Greenwood neighborhood. One of the businesses destroyed in the explosion was Neptune Coffee, the first place I ever read any of my writing in public (a short story, in late 2013). The Couth Buzzard, where I regularly participate in a weekly open mic, is across the street and one block south; their storefront windows were shattered.
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Silent blue screen (A poem)

Inspiration has been in short supply the last couple of days. This is Saturday’s sole poem, partly the result of following the November 7th prompt in The Daily Poet, by Kelli Russell Agodon and Martha Silano, which involved taking lines or images from a previously written poem I did not like, and using them to write a new poem.
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