perfect storm
{a body in motion}

Poetry, NaPoWriMo, Poem A Day, Poetry Month, Storm

i remember the day i grew up
my hand on your shoulder and my heart
left somewhere in amongst the gravestones
we’d run through without tripping

and i realize now we made a trade
that day
you standing still
and me never stopping
chasing ghosts i’d never known
but surely


the clouds sung a choir
of revelation
just before i knelt

to pray for silence

and then i was off
like a shot or a doe or a wild-legged

wind in my hair streaming long
back behind me
your hand outstretched
but never grasping
how i’d left you alone

with your fear




A poem a day for 30 days, in honor of National Poetry Month. Day 8
I’m participating in NaPoWriMo, and Writer’s Digest Poem a Day Challenge.


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{a body in motion}”

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