NaPoWriMo 4.11: Looking Through the Patio Doors at Dusk, April 2016
“In a terracotta pot, day-/glo plastic pegs cling to the edge…”
I liked the NaPoWriMo prompt today – the idea of the last, abstracted line in an otherwise concretely descriptive poem is really useful as an approach…Here’s mine:
Looking Through the Patio Doors at Dusk, April 2016 On the ledge by the fence
the rosemary is thin
the lavender long-unfragranced
all just pricey twigs.In a terracotta pot, day-
glo pegs cling to the edge,
some snapped, some twisted.
A lantern with star-shaped holes
its tealight becoming an ancient
island with one burnt-out tree.
Drips queue on the washing line.
Everywhere the rich are
cocooning themselves.