You might not know, I’m watching you
as you spread your tired wings and fly.
You’ve had it all along, this strength — so
I’ve been waiting just to see how high
you’d soar, once you found courage. I
knew you’d see it in yourself, you’d get
the gist. Now I’m watching you with a
smile. I can’t help but admire, this strange
new fire you’ve got in your eyes. It’s magic!
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 strange poem.