The interlocutors at We Write Poems blog for this week’s prompt wrote: flip the coin, we’re taking tails not heads! Our exercise is both simple and physical. We invite you to write using your “other” (non-primary) hand (right-handed folks, use your left, and likewise reversed if you’re left-handed please).
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When the left hand conspires with the right brain, cryptic notes follow the meeting.
Right-handed; I am not ambidextrous,
Left-brained for written articulation,
The off hand an unaccomplished wanderer.
Left hand writing is unfamiliar water.
I imagine it is as a jelly fish swims,
The left hand lacks structure,
There is no discernible backbone,
The corpus of thought is weak,
Anxiety replaces the flow of poetic reason.
The writer thus cast upon barren shores,
An exercise in tongue chewing consternation.
The mind becomes a Pope’s inquisitioner,
Verbs, adverbs, nouns a torture rack.
Obviously my right-brain is untutored,
Lacking left-hand to right-brain intellect
I am done with this exercise.
There is preference for left-brain normality,
This then begs a double-entente question,
When confronted with the right-handed left-brain,
And its superior sociability politic of thought,
Of what use is the left hand unlateralized right side?
©2011, Donald Harbour
Donald Harbour Poetry 
I love the two lines: “The off hand an unaccomplished wanderer./ Left hand writing is unfamiliar water.” That’s it exactly. Thanks also for sharing the photo!
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The left hand lacks structure,
There is no discernible backbone,
The corpus of thought is weak,
You took the words right off my mouth. What justice you did to the prompt. If you wrote that note with your left hand, I’m impressed! “Jellyfish swims” describes it perfectly. A wonderful response, Don. And don’t forget to eat curry, I mean, sushi, err.
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Sounds like it was quite painful for you, and you articulated that pain very well. Ouch. I too liked as a “jelly fish swims” – and that with the writer being cast upon barren shores was an interesting pairing in unfamiliar water. I wonder what part of this process plunked us in the deep!?
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“This then begs a double-entente question,
When confronted with the right-handed left-brain,
And its superior sociability politic of thought,
Of what use is the left hand unlateralized right side?”
Exactly my sentiments!!!!!
a song, this is?
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l like the idea of writing with L hand with wine in R hand….I had brandy in R…..works great ….will do it again…….thanks for sharing your words Donald
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Your frustration oozes from every pore of this poem. Gold stars for persistence, imagination and hitting-nails-on-head writing.
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I read your poem again today Donald…..with another brandy in hand….gets better all the time……your poem I mean…..thanks my friend for comments also…..they make goooooooood whiskey in Kentucky?…..hmm….scotch aint bad either…..and I am very attracted to GOOOD Cuban rum also…..a jigger a nite keeps all the bad “stuff” away…..happy trails
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