The deepest ocean waters, dark and cold
Are only to be ventured by the bold,
For out at sea, fell monsters swim,
Leviathans of woe.
Far better to sail off the rim
Than face so fierce a foe.
Such fearsome beasts (or so I have been told).
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For the month of October, the art supply store at which I work is doing their own variation of Inktober (an artistic exercise wherein participants draw something every day for 31 days). Essentially, it is the same thing, but with different prompts and its own name. While I certainly know my way around pens and ink, this year I’ve decided to participate via poetry. Each poem this month will be based around that day’s prompt, which will serve as its title. For a complete list of prompts, please see the post “A Black Cat Crosses Your Path” from October 1.
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Written while listening to Sea Waves and Old Cello Music (2022), uploaded to YouTube by Jesse Ahmann – Montana Cellist.
The Artist and the Engineer 