No Repetition
During the haze of the day
tasks beckon.
They stand in line,
little sentinels
marching ever forward,
whether I’m ready
or not.
Identical in nature
there’s just enough difference
that complacency,
villain of time,
must be fought.
The end of the day
comes and goes
silently,
as I wade through
the soupy fog of my mind
wondering just what I did today.
poetic asides
For this week’s prompt, write a fog poem. The poem can be about a fog. It can incorporate a fog. Or it can delve into concepts like the “fog of war” or “foggy intentions.” Fog up the windows of your poetic spirit this week. Another prompt next Wednesday. – Robert Lee Brewer
What a great response to this prompt. I love the “villain of time.
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Thanks Michelle. I’ve had a bit on my plate lately.
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