Sunday, April 6th, 2014
For today’s prompt, write a night poem.
I went out walking
on a soft summer night.
Fireflies were winking,
Orion strode high.
On a soft summer night
solitude means not alone:
Orion strides high,
raccoon scuffles stone.
Solitude means not alone—
nighttime full of company.
Raccoon scuffles stone
trying to find colonies.
Nighttime full of colonies—
fireflies were winking.
Trying to find company
I went out walking.
Gammelor Goodenow