I tried something slightly different than the prompt. The word I chose was defenestration, which means "a throwing of something or someone out of a window." I knew what the word meant and have always wanted to use it in a poem. But I checked a few sources and it also means throwing someone out of a political office—that got me thinking of the sad state of politics and our current administration in the U.S.
I think my effort turned out lame—I'm saying that up front. But as an exercise, it made me consider why I don't write overtly political poetry. Sometimes I think I'm not ready to write it, that I won't be able to find the right story to make the words resonate. But I that shouldn’t stop me from trying to write a political poem, right? So I'll have to come back to this one and revise it, maybe working through what it means to defenestrate. (Such a fun word!)
As tempting as it is to critique my own effort, I'll just step back for now. Know that I'm looking forward to reading everyone else's wonderful words.
Now we can say that
trouble lives with us,
inhabits our space
like fingerprints smudged on a window
although we pretend—when someone notices—
to see through it.
By the time we got around to it,
it was too late anyway
to disavow any knowledge,
but not to late to claim
taking the appropriate and necessary steps.
Who among us
will sift through the glass,
take the broom
and sweep up the mess? Rather,
who wouldn’t try
to stay about the fray?
All of that is shattered
and no one to clean it up.
If it’s about the company we keep
than who holds better court