Here are two short poems from Katherine Towers (‘The Remedies’, Picador, 2015):
Rock Rose
– a remedy for terror
I can’t look down
from this chalky brink.
As I cling, I listen
to the large sea
rummaging for where
the cliffs are soft, or thin.
Dog Rose
– a remedy for those whose lives lack direction
I’d love to talk out loud
but I only ramble under my breath
along an old brick wall –
except in summer when
I blurt out in brilliant pink
things I don’t mean.
The challenge: to write two connected short poems. Maybe with an epigraph for each.