Not doing the GloPoWriMo prompt today. It's one of the pretend you're writing something based on a poem written in a language you know nothing about ones. I was going to give it a shot and clicked on several foreign-to-me poems, but they were all really long so I'm going off on my own for this one. Wrote it this morning, then sat on it all day as I thought it might get longer, and indeed it may, just not today!
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| Mi esposo at Figaro's last night for an almost last Mexican dinner |
The Other End of Tomorrow
we make a path through the hours
a syncopation of wonder
under a pale blue sky
a maze of knots
a folded umbrella
meant to keep off sun
not the rain we can expect
at the other end of tomorrow
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2 comments:
Oh I do like that. But Linda! It's snowing -- a lot!
See you soon ;))) -- Wendy
Thank you, Wendy, and thanks again for inviting me to read. I really enjoyed the evening. Darned ferry schedules—wish I could have stayed longer to chat! xo
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