Day One #NaPoMo2017

Fields fertilized with the dead

and dismembered double-sided

dreams of women – crushed

to tender dust by the moral 

meditations of men. Therein blooms

the wild bones of the untraveled

journeys of the dead, to be plucked

by the not-yet-touched child

whose tiny, powerful breath 

scatters the not-yet-split seeds 

across the barren seas.

Thanks to Kelli Russell Agodon for the poetry prompt:(http://www.agodon.com/uploads/2/9/4/3/2943768/writing_prompts_by_kelli_russell_agodon.pdf)


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