Apr 2019
space between adult more adult
the unmarried and married
trundle through mid-twenties
roads slobbered with snow
fog-licked windows
friends skidding
into what is expected of us
invitations in the mail
like tiny sirens
reminders
of that perennial question
if not now when
is it your turn yet
the unmarried and married
trundle through mid-twenties
roads slobbered with snow
fog-licked windows
friends skidding
into what is expected of us
invitations in the mail
like tiny sirens
reminders
of that perennial question
if not now when
is it your turn yet
Written: April 2019.
Explanation: A so-so poem written in my own time as part of Savannah Brown's escapril challenge. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page. Two previously missed poems for this challenge will be uploaded soon.
Explanation: A so-so poem written in my own time as part of Savannah Brown's escapril challenge. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page. Two previously missed poems for this challenge will be uploaded soon.
