Octpowrimo #11 – Blank Page

Author’s Note –  I was discussing my writing with my husband this morning and mentioned I felt I should try to write one more poem for Octpowrimo (although we have one more week to write and share our work – Novpowriwee?). I told him I didn’t know what to write so he said “how about writing a poem about writing?” This is…not exactly the poem I had in mind, considering our discussion but it’s close enough. If you could ever see a rough draft of mine, you’d understand why I call what I do abuse.

awakening comes with the indelible

bruising of loops and swirls

indenturing the barren

landscape’s textured solitude;

existence meets resistance,

pushes downward –

expected abuse reveals

resurrected life.

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