POETRY | PROMPTLY WRITTEN
After A Harrowing Drive Home
Tanka series
sit by the fireplace
as winter’s breath chills outdoors
a recorded voice
softly whispers you are safe
these are not advant-garde words
this repetition
has no difficulty here
just relax and be
winter is your spokesperson
a secretary, indeed
now let silence seep
file away reputations
sink into your chair
forget about selections
you’ve acquired sweet peace
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This is in response to The Daily Special — Nov 30th poetry prompt
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