This week's prompt at Big Tent Poetry is to observe your hands doing a task. Doubt this is my final for the week, but my hands found something last night.
Haiku-Heights, a site that inspired yesterday's Festival haiku, had as last week's prompt, Struggle. A Struggle poem came to me as I brushed my teeth. Could they be more unrelated?
Finger, thumb pinch the
Tops off beans; snip-crisp! snip-crisp!
Says dinner to me.
Pull that mule enough . . .
Spend eternity with him
In Nietzche's abyss.