Thanatophobia, or: Pit

It could be that the very idea of health 
is a plant 
within fertile as we are unwittingly
desperate as we 
are arable sown watered

, sweat flowing from 
our over 
our down 
our onto 
our full flowering forceful 

, feracious

, fe,,, f

d’Verse Poetics

‘Dungeons and Derivatives’

The idea of the prompt is to select one (from a list of eight sentences) and to change at least one word or more by replacing it with a derivative. Once you are done, unlock the muse from its dungeon and write a poem with the existing sentence.

I selected: “Could it be that this idea of healing is a seed that has been planted within us?”

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