16 November 2012

We Go In Circles

November PAD Challenge, Day 7 - Prompt: Write a "circular" poem.

we go in circles; the road curves
to the curve of your hand, the
lock of hair that curls against the
child's cheek, whorls of gold and
red intertwined as the thinspun
wires that make the twinned
rings we wear, the road
sloping back to where we were

the walk is tree-shaded, the
brittle leaves a-skitter in the
wind the only sound as we
walk our circular way, back
to the beginning, that rose
gold sun rising over our heads,
perfect, burning, circle

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