Day 2: Who was the last person you texted? Write a five-line poem to that person.
Sometimes I forget about
a part of me that laughs.
But you’re like a string on my
finger, a bright-pínk post-it,
Remindíng me everything’s fine.
Day 2: Who was the last person you texted? Write a five-line poem to that person.
Sometimes I forget about
a part of me that laughs.
But you’re like a string on my
finger, a bright-pínk post-it,
Remindíng me everything’s fine.
In honor of National Poetry Month, I will posting a poem a day. Check out the 30 Day Poetry Challenge at 30dpc. Below is the first prompt and my poem.
Day 1: Write a poem where each line starts with a letter from your first name (an Acrostic). It can be about anything, but it should not be about you or your name.
Mild
Is what I
Call the short, quiet days that
Have no deadlines. I would call them
A breather–
Except Monday is always
Laying on my chest.