Nation Poetry Writers’ Month (NaPoWriMo) 2016

314072_3853990543153_1949970522_nApril is poetry month. Welcome to 30 new daily poems by yours truly. Today is a free verse written in 21-syllable stanzas.  (Maybe there’s even a name for that…)

Where have you gone?

I peer behind the curly-edged,

shiny finish of

old photographs.


You’re there, face to the sun,

one hand in salute shields

your tender brown eyes

from the orange glare.


And I’m there,

tucked in the curl of your waist.

Within the pull of your gravity, 

I’m safe.


But this last picture

is me alone, the sun

throws a lonely blue shadow

where you should be.


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