I apologize for the extremely late Wednesday Poetry Prompt. In fact, it’s probably Thursday for most folks. I’ve been on vacation this week, which means I’ve been playing with my five kids all day–and I thought it was Tuesday. We’ll be back to a normal schedule in 2012!
For this week’s prompt, write a new start poem. For some, the new start could be the new year, but I’m sure many of you will have unique interpretations. Happy New Year, y’all!
Nine of the last 18 messages are marked urgent,
and they’re not all related. What happens when I turn
on the out of office assistant. Empty stockings
and hyper children confess they’ll never tire of scooting
around the apartment. The baby coos, the baby cries.
The boys play and fight. The day turns into night. If
I get back, I just might have to delete it all.
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