Salt stiffened, her wings don’t lift except pinwheeling feathers caught helter-skelter by sea breeze, sun bleached and lichen lined. Watches for the hands rising, faces breaking among shallows, hope and desperation. She sings for them. Caged in her cove, she sings.
I’m so excited that it’s NaPoWriMo again and I get to drive in with the Early Bird Prompt. For anyone who doesn’t know what NaPoWriMo is, it’s an annual poetry challenge that takes place over April. The idea is to write a poem a day for all of April, resulting in 30 poems in total. (31 if you include the Early Bird Prompt). The NaPoWriMo site provides prompts if you want to use them but the main idea is to just sit down and write every day, in very much the same way as NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month).
If you’re interested then click the badge above to check out the website and then crack open those pens and pads. There is poetry waiting to be written.