Saturday March 20th, 2021

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: a breakthrough.

2 comments:

Greg said...

It's a bit of a shock to see that we're half-way through March when I'm writing this; it doesn't feel like I've had long enough to get this far :)

Break through
Weed grows everywhere inside the ship
Still green and moist and sometimes trapping fish
That die as surely the weed will too.
The water rises outside; soon it will break through.

Marc said...

Greg - time is indeed disappearing at an alarming rate. I couldn't believe it was Gazette time already and now April is somehow arriving next week?

Really liked these four lines, the flow of the final two lines in particular. Enjoying the weekly poetic ride thus far!