They hanged three men in Upton Wood / three months on air their feet have stood.
The ravens came with raucous cries / and picked well clean those six dead eyes
Eyes that once revealed their souls / looked now at night like six black bowls

Grade 3 I think, longer of course, and illustrated!

Oops, I clearly don’t know how to thread a message on BSky.

And it’s kind of fun that I can sort of figure out what you mean in your first sentence.

If you’re a car nerd, you might get pulled out of a period piece movie if all you can concentrate on is that a particular model didn’t come out until four years after the time in the Me, I couldn’t care less about cars. But words pique my interest. Fabulous writing > reality based lexicon.

For me it’s
About whether a turn of phrase takes me out of the story. If I’m engrossed, I’ll slide on by. OP calls us sad nerds, which to me means our brains notice certain things that distract us.

When I was a teen, I stopped reading a science fiction novel set in an alternate universe when one of the characters said something along the lines of “what on earth do you think you’re doing?”

Thanks for this, but I’m still working on the “common household item falls in love with a natural disaster” prompt from April 2023!

I remind myself of this poem by @josephfasano.bsky.social when it’s taking weeks to write a poem of my own. I’m convinced we need the messiness to thrive.

SweaTARTS