The prompt for today's poem is to take a moment from your life, or an imagined life, and recreate it in rich sensory detail and imagery.
Autobiography
Danna
Sitting
in the crook
of the
tree
Hard bark
pressing
into
flesh
Sky the color
of a fresh
promise
Geese honking
overhead were
messengers
Sent to tell
me I
needed
my own
ocean
I was the
master
of a great
ship
A captain
of the roiling
waves
Life was
so much bigger
then
So much
smaller
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