Saturday October 16th, 2021

The exercise:

Write a four line poem about: a pursuit.

2 comments:

Greg said...

Hmm, well, I hope nothing's pursuing our narrator at the moment!

Pursuit
The footsteps end but it makes no sense:
They disappear without a trace leaving me in vain pursuit
Of something that does not exist. No matter —
I hear water just up ahead!

Marc said...

Greg - eh, I was open to various interpretations of the prompt, but I was sort of thinking along the lines of your narrator pursuing something. Water, for instance.

I am please your narrator seems to have found water. I am equally unable to shake this worrying feeling about the footsteps vanishing.