I will wander, I will fly —
will plunder your dreams of me.
I’ll wobble and dance, without relent, to
the night music, spent from my veins. The
silvery light of the fullest moon
(a mirrored lagoon) and
the velvet midnight sky, (let
me assure you) will whisper me
to sweetest of dreams. So, play
a gypsy lullaby. Lull me to sleep among
the branches of your arms. The
light in your eyes will be my stars.
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 poem using at least three of the following six words: relent, horrendous, artifact, lagoon, wobble, and plunder.
If you want extra credit (and who doesn’t), try using all six!