Between sky and earth,
Seagulls and bricks,
Be a lifetime,
Or a blink.
Shall I count the ways?
I lose track after my final
The ways in which we find new beginnings.
That empty space,
A threshold between two extremes,
Reminds me of the fresh, the new,
Maybe not when time marches
Will that curiosity and wonder die when I become…
Reminds me of asphalt and the almost
Unnecessary way of saying
Good afternoon/ evening, everybody!
It’s been a long time since I posted anything on my blog. Throughout April, I was writing poetry for NaPoWriMo!! I’ve got enough material to compile into a small collection (finally), so I’m going to be working through that for a while.
For the moment, I hope you enjoyed the above poem which was borne of an interesting prompt…
I had to include a list of words, which was a fun challenge to undertake!
I wonder if anybody can guess which words were part of the prompt…