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Saturday, October 14, 2017

Autumn day

Little spark of red
Dancing by my feet
Twirling,
Swirling,
Jumping
Running with the wind
***
Dainty glint of green
Snaking by my feet
Rolling,
Surging,
Swooshing
Floating on the sea
***
Brazen flash of gold
Striking by my feet
Stiring
Breathing
Gasping
Whispering through the leaves
***
Today's OctPoWriMo's prompt was movement. For an instant, I thought about talking about how I managed to stand up, or how many times I moved places, countries.
But I was tired of all the darkness, I needed something light today. My onspiration came when I saw a little aspen leaf (I know, they're yellow, but it didn't fit the number of syllables that worked for the rest of the poem!) blown by the wind on the road.
I'm not sure what I wrote describes the image I saw really well (there's no mention of the contrast between the bright yellow and the grey of the road), but I tried to focus on movement and I followed the words.

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