Saturday, April 5, 2014

The Expedition

Midway across the field
I turn and look back.
Our footprints are gone.
No one is holding my hand
and I have forgotten my backpack.
The field is not a field.
The walls are closing around me.
You were never there
and my burden is my own. 

It is Day 5 in NaPoWriMo. Today I used the April PAD prompt, which was to write a discovery poem

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