Lock But Eye

I decided to live dangerously in October. It’s a scary month, so I’m going to explore a form of poetry with stringent rules that moves at a rapid-fire pace. I’m going to write blitz poetry. This unusual style, developed by Robert Keim, has set rules using connecting phrases to create a 50-line verse I titled Lock But Eye.

Line 1 is a short phrase or image. Line 2 is another short phrase or image using the same first word as line 1. Lines 3 and 4 starts with the same word used as the last word of line 2. Then, lines 5 and 6 use the last word of line 4. This pattern is followed until line 48. Line 49 uses the last word in 48. Line 50 begins with the last word in line 47. The title is three words long. The title format is the first word of line 3, a preposition or conjunction, and the first word of 47. You can’t use any punctuation. Luckily, these poems don’t need to rhyme. This poetic adventure will either be a lot of fun or leave me frustrated. I will call this Blitz poem Lock But Eye . Let’s get our spooky scare on right now.

Lock But Eye

Forgot the key

Forgot the lock

Lock the door

Lock and look back

Back to the lock

Back to the door

Door won’t open

Door not like before

Before the lock

Before the forgotten key

Key left on the table

Key so important

Important to turn the lock

Important to let us inside

Inside to escape the heat

Inside out of the weather

Weather so hot for early fall

Weather to make us sweat

Sweat running down our faces

Sweat in the October heat

Heat bringing back memories of july

Heat to make us wonder why

Why the keys are still on the table

Why the credit card won’t work

Work in the lock

Work so unstable

Unstable Rooster sighs

Unstable husband in retreat

Retreat to the porch bench

Retreat with cell phone in hand

Hand with fingers

Hand that dials

Dials the son-in-law

Dials for spare key

Key for locked door

Key to grant us access

Access to our air conditioner

Access to our pink house

House on a busy street corner

House in the hood

Hood that I know

Hood where I grow

Grow words on my computer

Grow fragments of speech

Speech that turns into poems

Speech that is sometimes good

Good to the ear

Good for the eye

Eye to see

Eye to find the key



Who is Molly Shea?

Molly Shea is an accomplished fictional short story writer from Indiana who writes short stories and novels about a fictional town called Tecumseh.  To read more of her short stories and adventures, click here.

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I am the author of Saving the Hen House. I didn't know when I started it would turn into a series. I love to ride motorcycles, the blues, my family, and going on adventures. This old hen rocks.

3 thoughts on “Lock But Eye

  1. Dealing with keys and locks to get outside and then again to get inside. Our weather in Pennsylvania is hot and humid, when we should be having a chill and crisp October.

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