Day 7 prompt from napowrimo.net
Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem of gifts and joy. What would you give yourself, if you could have anything? What would you give someone else?
Wrapped transparent no rattle will rip no paper.
Nothing edges prism morning made warming of inner arms.
Inside stretched imagined starfish ancient under time blanket. Time and clean dishes and letters returned but not actual dishes or papers or pens. Waves.
Soft non-walls rebound no real pillows yet so many feathers unreal and aloft. Flop and be caught. Midair caught through dust roll gold in lowering sun palm.
Sunday shadows lengthen yawn and spread ten toes and not counting.
Nothing in here to count there is really nothing at all in here.
My first NaPoWriMo in years and I saw your link. This is wonderful!
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Thanks, Rob! Fun experience doing the challenge, isn’t it? My first time. Hope you’re having a lovely day.
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Extraordinary. Especially for nothing at all. 🙂
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Thank you! It’s a new way of thinking and writing for me, that’s for sure.
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The best gift for every mom 😂😂 the last line 👌👏👏
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My mombie senses are really awake now. Thanks to your poem 😊🙏
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