Monday, April 4, 2011

Momentary poetry: Day 4 Poem

One Moment in Many

In the beginning there is going

pink cadillac rain
fluttering jazz hands rain
summer storm rain
white spider rain
telephone pole wires rain
cinnamon and nutmeg rain

In the end there is returning


Today's prompt over at Not Without Poetry was my own, and wow, was THAT hard. I couldn't separate  my memory of the moment when I took that picture from the poem. All I could do is remember that rain. The poetry book I grabbed was "Sightseer" by Cynthia Marie Hoffman


Craig Sorensen said...

Ooh! I like the result. Very evocative.

Erobintica said...

Thanks Craig. Are you writing any poems this month?

Craig Sorensen said...

I knew I couldn't commit to the every day thing, I have too much that I'm already working on, so I haven't really tried. Felt like it would be a cop out to pick and choose.

I've got some time off later this week. I might poke in there, then, if it's okay to be a part timer, if that's not breaking the rules!

Erobintica said...

Oh, go ahead and pick and choose! And as I said in a post over there - Fuck the "rules"!!!!!!