Nothing like starting your day with a poem.
Here’s today’s prompt:
The number 13 is often considered unlucky, so today I’d like to challenge you to beat the bad luck away with a poem inspired by fortune cookies. You could write a poem made up entirely of statements that predict the future (“You will meet a handsome stranger”), aphoristic statements (“The secret to getting ahead is getting started)” or just silly questions (“How much deeper would the ocean be without sponges?”) Or you could use a phrase you’ve actually received in a real fortune cookie as a title or first line. However you proceed, I hope you will feel fortunate in the results (do you get it? Do you get it? Rimshot, please).
Happiness, health, inner peace, worldly gain,
Fortunes we hope our cookies will contain.
“Confucian,” conflict, doubt, fear, dread,
Are often what we get instead.