On a journey from here to there
I’m blissfully naïve, smitten with spaces in between
Distance has no meaning in this inky dusk
as I prowl the edges, searching
Bereft of solutions each puzzle provides
I hunker down in the dark with pen and paper
Lucky to discover gritty crumbs that will eventually
lead to the light, waiting
It’s motivation borne when separation
from satisfying conclusions are elusive that spurs me forward
I wash in the waters of renewal as
the void collapses in on itself, suddenly shattered
On a journey from there to here
I’m blissful, still smitten with the spaces in between
Distance has no meaning in this edgy world
I prowl the edges, making my own luck
photo: mine
prompts: OctPoWriMo, #TLPoetry, #inkMine, #BentHalos, #becomingfragile, #TastyPoem, #RavensVeil
- Today’s OctPoWriMo prompts asks “Why do you write?”. This is my response.
“Still smitten with the spaces in between” – my favorite line. Beautiful piece. Thank you!
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Thank you!
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Nice! I like the “inky dusk”.
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Thank you!
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