For today’s prompt, write a prediction poem. Make a prediction. Write about another person’s correct or incorrect prediction. Or, you know, be unpredictable.


The sun will rise tomorrow.

The days will grow ever longer
for another two months or so
then they will shrink.

Men will fall in love
despite their best efforts.
They will try to hide
their feelings or deny
them or laugh them off
as a childish crush
but men will fall in love.

Eight months or so from now
there will be dark days.
The sun will abandon
us for Southern climes
and men will wonder
if they should have said
something to you.

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10 Responses to Predictions

  1. JeanMarie says:

    Yes, they absolutely should have said something to her!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Patty says:

    How does one find these… ummm, men? The ones who fall in love, specifically.

    Liked by 1 person

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