readwritepoem day 25 first things first. first sentence you hear or read after you’ve read today’s prompt take that and build a poem around it. “don’t push me” as she takes a step and flies over the edge, this is the first thing i heard… ; one single impression: fissure; photo: Raging Water, ahamediqbal, flickr
somewhere subtle deep
raging racing waters breech
erase rock release
crashing crooning thunder
roaring tumbling groaning grains
terra firma ebb
where once was cryptic
breezes in a wadi way
come my love to me
