November 27, 2013 Writers Digest/Nov PAD Challenge

We’re getting down to the final days of this challenge, but don’t use that as an excuse to ease up on the gas pedal. Rather, put the pedal to the metal and rock these final few prompts!

For today’s prompt, write a local poem. By local, I’m thinking of something that happens or has happened in your neck of the woods, but you know, I’m never against poets bending and/or breaking my rules. So feel free to play with the concept of local however you wish.

My Companion

You are stuck to

The bottom of my heel

I drag you behind

Wherever I go

You are liquid

You follow

You fill every low place

Crack and crevice

You crumple my lungs

Take my breath away

I remain tangled

In my own heart strings

One step and I tumble

Into the hole

Surrounded by the

Hatters and the white rabbit

And the deep cup of tea

Brewed from my own tears

So deep

It could drown

An army

Could drown me

I glance

You are always there