Only 5 more days left to go!
For today’s prompt, I want you to pick an event; make that event the title of your poem; and then write a poem. Think birthday. Think holiday. Think whatever.
Here is my attempt for the day (which will give you a pretty good idea about what I have planned for the day):
“NFL Draft Party”
Fans of every franchise watch
and hope the front office people
are as smart as them. They say, “Pass
on the flashy guy with red flags
and take the sure thing,” all the while
admitting there’s not a sure thing;
each pick is full of potential.