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Poetry Prompt: just because you love the sound
Futures derived from the implied you and me, without the need to spell it out, because what else would I be talking about – when standing on an airport bridge, waving north of the equator, while an exhausted wind strips the cheek of a falling tear
dramatic, yes —and yes I had a raincoat on, filled with hours of experience, which was more than I could bear —when less than a hopeful forecast would not have raised me, above thirty-thousand feet, for a second time, safely —
landing in waiting waters — fingers shrivelled within a limp hand then, around a steaming cup, carelessly counting the clouds gathering, well before they’d hatched —interest lost when they finally did. Then returning to the raincoat —
different, more grown but worn by a shrug. Another hope pinned to the collar, beside outward displays of assurance, for myself — because it’s hard to get it together, without a spare hand to hold on, and still keep the voice from shaking —
something that’s obvious from this forward view of now, but skies are never clear when waiting on forthcoming degrees — either way
I should throw that old coat out.
Vic Spandrio 2021
Inspired once again by the master of prompts J.D. Harms with his latest, just because you love the sound
