Happy Sunday! It’s Day 19 of National Poetry Writing Month.
Today’s prompt: write a landay (or several). At first I didn’t know how to approach this, but the examples in the article cited on the NaPoWriMo website were really impressive. Not sure I can match this.
The Green Tattoo
Around my arm winds a green tattoo
A snake to bite me, a punishment to me from you.
In bitter winter, he came around
His arms embraced my grief, his lips silenced every sound.
If I had known you were still alive
No, let’s face it, your love was always sharp like a knife