Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is based on this poem by Claire Wahmanholm, which transforms the natural world into an unsettled dream-place. One way it does this is by asking questions – literally. The poem not only contains questions, but ends on a question. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that similarly resists closure by ending on a question, inviting the reader to continue the process of reading (and, in some ways, writing) the poem even after the poem ends.

dream or real

It’s happening

I see it with open eyes

or are they closed?

Crowded streets, busy markets

Me jostling… making my way

Foreign faces – man in a stained blue shirt

Or is it a green shirt with blue stains?

He’s watching

Or is he ogling-

Us…me and her?

I ask him to move, I ask her to follow

“Is this enough?” he sneers, stepping aside

I walk past; don’t look up

Then turn around

She’s gone

I see him smile

Or is he snickering?

Was it him?

Where is she?

My palms are wet; what should I do?

I can’t think; my eyes search wildly

I’m lost, I can’t see

My glasses, I’ve forgotten them

There are people; hundreds

Moving here and there, everywhere

And me… him

But, not her

My breathing fast , my pulse racing

Is that my heart-beat?

I hear it loud, louder

I break out in a sweat

It’s dark around

Pitch black

I’m awake

Or did I just wake?


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Posted by:Smitha V

A banker by profession, a blogger by choice, a poet by accident, and an artist at heart. Imperfectly perfect - that's me. Welcome to my world!

25 replies on “NaPoWriMo Day 2 : Kidnapped

    1. I read your comment to my daughter and she was so happy. Thank you Benita for passing by my blog, reading the poem and your kind words. Motivation works in this month😊


    1. Thank you LuAnne. I wouldn’t ever want to experience it…ever. Or want anybody else to. Its absolutely ‘ horrid’ like you said. Thank you very much for appreciating the poem though.😊🌷

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    1. 🙂 yes it was thankfully. A frightening one that felt so real…I saw the color of his shirt too. Today’s prompt allowed me to put it into a poem. Thank you for reading and for your wonderful comment.

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    1. Thank you for such a motivating comment. Am glad you dropped by. It led me to your blog. Enjoyed reading your poem ‘where is my home?’ Its simple and so full of meaning.

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