All right, folks! After today, we’ll be 20% of the way through this challenge! And you’re all kicking some major booty, because I think y’all posted as many poems through the first 5 days as we did in all of April last year. Great job, and let’s keep at it!
For today’s poem, I want you to write a poem about something missing. It can be about an actual physical object or something you just can’t put your finger on (like “love” or “the spirit of Christmas” or something).
Here’s my attempt for the day:
She introduces herself and gathers
the whole party up before and after
the ceremony. She wears a nylon
sleeveless, patterned shirt and black
leggings with a little lace near her
ankles. Her dark brown hair is highlighted
blond and she straightens her back
as one pair after the other walks
down the aisle. Her fingers are covered
in rings, but she isn’t married. Instead,
she chews gum and holds her camera
close to her face, ready to brighten
the church with her flash. She doesn’t
smile or tear up, her face serious and
clinical. It’s not until she’s saying
goodbye to the woman in her white
dress that she allows herself to smile.