Something for the "One Single Impression" Prompt:
bloodshot eyes staring
back from the shop window pane:
can this be my face?
And then some random ones...
lines blurring wildly
crossed, recrossed, left far behind
ghosts of mistakes past
I
want
my life
exploding with light
purpose shining from within
brilliant, bold, boisterous, brave, beautiful, buoyant
let me die knowing truly
that i faced each day
fearless
loved
kind
3 comments:
I love the shape of the last poem, like summer rising, and how it ends on the most beautiful note.
I had the experience of the first one early this morning. Egads.
I too like the last one very much.
noble goals in the fib.
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