What is something you used to do but no longer practice. It could be a vice (like smoking) or maybe talking to a certain person or some other general habit that you once practiced.
Title the poem: “Reasons why I stopped…….” (fill in your blank)and create a list poem of why your habit has changed. Extra points if you never mention what the habit is in the entire piece.
Katrina Kaye
the love song
I used to sing to you?
and how I meant every word,
but now I confuse the verse
with one I wrote for myself
and the words that were
on the tip of my tongue
have regressed to the
pit of my stomach.
I can’t sing for you
anymore.
Katrina Kaye
You can see where the old pier
used to be, hundreds of water
warped posts standing at attention
in the shallow water. You can see
how low the tide has receded. They are
lost souls, blackened by time and hard
water, seething salt from tattered torsos.
They watch the beach as if they remembered
the feel of sand between their toes but
they have sulked too long, become one with
the rippling patterns. Strangers forever
separated by five distinctive feet.
“The Pier” is previously published in Chasing Rabbits (2012).
Chasing Rabbits 
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