The morning will surely come.
Though your long night’s filled with
darkness, and insomnia, trust me.
I know the taste of four a.m. and
how it sits dry in your mouth, how you’ll
struggle to swallow it. You’ll be
watching the clock as it tick-tocks in
time with your heartbeat. — It’s just a
cadence for your thoughts, in a world
where they run wild, like a pack of
wolves — chase the moon with pure,
primal need to defy the imagination.
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POETIC FORM
golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.
POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:
For today’s prompt, write a day after poem.
For more information, check out– http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-1.
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