Hard to believe, but we made it through the entire month of April. Go us!
Please check back tomorrow to learn the details of what to expect in the future as far as receiving notification of the April PAD completionists and those who make the Top 50 eBook. With more than 25,000 comments on prompt postings this month, it's going to be quite a challenge just to get through all of them. (Remember: You have until noon EST tomorrow, May 1, to get all your posting done.)
If you still want to keep the prompt-poem magic going throughout the rest of the year, I'll be continuing our Wednesday Poetry Prompts on...umm...Wednesday (5/6).
If you need a break, tune back in here this November to take part in the November PAD Chapbook Challenge--when we write a poem-a-day with the goal of creating a 10-20 page chapbook at the end of the month. (Even though I don't want to make any promises or commitments until later this year, I have a feeling that we may be able to create an eBook for the winning manuscript.)
For today's prompt, I want you to write a farewell poem. After all, we are saying farewell to another wonderful National Poetry Month. Say farewell to this month; say farewell to a vacation spot; say farewell to a bad relationship; say farewell to work; say farewell to school; say farewell to saying farewell even. Hopefully, I won't be saying farewell to you; please stay in touch and let me know of your successes as we keep poeming toward the horizon.
Here's my attempt for the day:
We began by the dock--
the fog and waves
warning us to stay ashore
(or so I thought)--
though soon you were motoring
across the lake
as I turned back toward my car
stopping to listen
to the fading whirr of your boat
parting the water
and geese honking overhead.