Friday, April 11th, 2014
For today’s prompt, make a statement the title of your poem and either respond to or expand upon the title.
Time Is an Arrow
But not for the sleepless.
It stutters and stumbles
from midnight to six
an all-night drunk
that won’t go home:
Then picks up the pace
as a fresh day dawns
with sunshine and zephyrs
it sprints on its way
while we stutter and stumble,
our minds turned to stone.
Gammelor Goodenow