The Best Day to Come

Lit Up — April’s Prompt: Inspired Poetry

D.C Memoir
Lit Up
2 min readApr 24, 2018

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The sun sits uneasy
its form
slowly becoming undone

The lights that
began to flicker
are just
the stars losing
their place

The ground
the ground
trembles in fear
But I can’t
speak of what

It just rumbles
giving warning that
any moment we
may find our way under it

Thunder
Flames
Waves

All just variations of beauty
Shades

And here I sit here knowing
I couldn’t ask for a better day

Inspired by “On a Bright Day, Next Week” by Maya Angelou

The Delphic Memior

Originally finding success with slam poetry, Memoir now has expanded into short stories, fiction, and non-fiction. Building off his experiences with depression and anxiety Memoir looks to share and heal.

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