It's Still Life

A Calculation

Sometime
between light and dark
we climbed the sky.
There were echoes,
an imprint on water.
Today belongs to
wise old owls with beards
and pillars of fire.

AprPAD Day 14: write a report poem Image is from Unsplash

It’s National Poetry Writing Month, which explains the surge in activity. I’m following three different sites generating daily prompts. Writers’ Digest Poetic Asides, the National Poetry Writing Month website (NaPoWriMo) and my old friend, Walt, over at Gnomes. All of these pieces are drafts.