Somehow, we’ve only got a week left of poeming. So let it begin.
For today’s prompt, write a morning poem. The poem can be about the morning, take place during the morning, or however you want to work the morning in.
Here’s my attempt:
“I Never Hear the Alarm”
Always a hand on my shoulder
and a whisper, my dreams dissolve
as I search for the voice calling
me into the world, a voice
softer than feathers moved by breath
released from a sleeping baby,
so I might find it on her lips
and bury it with my kisses.
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