Wednesday, November 27, 2013

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


Sherry Blue Sky said...

I LOVE this, Annell, especially being tangled in your own heart strings and "the deep cup of tea brewed from my own tears". Wowzers!

Anonymous said...

Brilliant Annell I love the white rabbit reference!

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