2014
The following is poem number 16 of 2009’s NaPoWriMo – 30 poems in 30 days during the month of April. The original prompt was, “$20.14″ – as soon as I saw the number I knew I was losing the dollar sign and decimal point.
2014
Once he was done with his preoccupation of what
the future should have been, Michael made a home
on the edge of a new moon,
set panels up to catch lunar winds, olfactory light
and the slight drums that rise in dump storms.
Not one to dwell on trodden paths, now and again
as the earth sets he peers back
to that blue ball from youth, recalls
sometimes a safe distance is all that’s safe.
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Tags: April Fools, NaPoWriMo 2009, national poetry writing month
