Looking Ahead

Away in the distance
The path curves
Bending round the pines out of sight
I’ll only walk it once
With braced nerves
Yet ready for the mountain’s height



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Prompt: Distance.

Waiting

It’s like a sunset
Waiting long
All day for a glimpse

Or I should have said
The dawn or
Fleeting rainbows

Musings in the air
Bouncing words
That soon dissipate

Rules, rhythms, rhymes
Demanding beauty
That I couldn’t catch

But we writers try
Try again
Searching for the answer

Did it mean something
This poem
You read, that I wrote?

Pretending

This poem was written using only words from page 127 of Essays of E. B. White in the essay "Unity."

Unending sky pretending

The wind is earth

The rain a sovereign 

Protected by strong diplomacy

With commands, concerns, constitutions,

A discussion on evolution and progress,

With political pursuits to maintain

Such attention to a wish

Could wake to the broken familiar

Of something wild happening