This is a writing contest put on by tweentribune.com. Sadly, my entry was never submitted. The prompt was:
If you could spend a day with anyone alive or dead, real, fictional or imaginary…
Who would you pick?
What would you do with them?
When would you meet: in the past, present or future?
Where would you meet them?
Why would you pick them?
What would you do with them?
When would you meet: in the past, present or future?
Where would you meet them?
Why would you pick them?
All in 100 words or less……
I’d travel into the future,
past the world that’d ended
and the regrets and mistakes,
to meet Billy Collins.
past the world that’d ended
and the regrets and mistakes,
to meet Billy Collins.
We’d read all his poems,
write new ones,
sit in the transparent nothingness
and try to make sense of it all.
write new ones,
sit in the transparent nothingness
and try to make sense of it all.
He’d pass on his knowledge and inspiration to me,
like a grandfather.
I’d wrap myself in the words that he wrote.
We’d be at The Vanishing Point, in The Blue.
like a grandfather.
I’d wrap myself in the words that he wrote.
We’d be at The Vanishing Point, in The Blue.
At the end of the day,
I’d return to this world and time,
perhaps I’d gained something more than just memories,
to help this world that is falling apart…
I’d return to this world and time,
perhaps I’d gained something more than just memories,
to help this world that is falling apart…
Copyright 2011 Abigail Chapman
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