How is it November?
One thing I like about November is Robert Lee Brewer's Poem-a-Day Challenge. Today's prompt is to write a day after poem. My attempt is below.
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Delivering Hope |
A Day After
In September I held you
over my knee,
tickled giggles
from your single-
digit outlook.
October came
you wore your goblin
mask all month long, stabbed
me with your plastic
scythe, gouged
out my rose-colored
eyes, moved tears in
where my father’s
once lived.
Now it’s a day after—
a new November.
The only hope a solitary
bird reporting
news of an un-wounded
sun
still shining,
the only light
left in this turbulent
world.
*****