The Watch
the sun’s heatis unrelentingup and downthe boat bobswaiting for hair, scales, and finsto break the surface
the sun’s heatis unrelentingup and downthe boat bobswaiting for hair, scales, and finsto break the surface
one by one they camein the cold glow of the moonto howl at the night ******* Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt challenged poets with a prompt from Holly Lyn Walrath As she explains it here: Go to a book you love. Find a short line that strikes you. Make that line the title of your poem. Write a poem inspired by the line. Then, after you’ve finished, change the title completely. I used the title from Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes book Women Who Run with the Wolves.
the moon ishighthe night flowersbloomthe wild womendance
mist hangs heavy in the bright lightsa mythical silhouette cutsthrough the film coating the still airI tremble, with both fear and anincreasing anticipationof what will emerge in this vastexpanse of blinding emptinessdragging the night behind it
pomegranate treesswaying in the breeze damp earth after rainrustle of a nearby crane faraway landwine in my hand
I made my choiceafter searching the shelvesthe serpents rejoicedI made my choicethe black spine whispered with his voice“know thyself”I made my choiceafter searching the shelves
the beat grows loudthe moon pulsesthe crowd pushes close a melody trillsshoulders shakethe beat grows loud stars vibratehips swaythe moon pulses voices rise upfeet stompthe crowd pushes close
nightly drafts nip me I want to be warm again at peace in the dark
faint shapes and shadows the world is a watermark becoming a stain
inhale a deep breath pucker your lips, and exhale your dark desire downy wishes float away caressing the wind