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NaPoWriMo: Work-Life Balance

The challenge I’m taking:  write a poem in which each line except the last takes the form of a single, declarative sentence. Then, the final line should take the form of a question.

Work-Life Balance

Wind blows warm promises in my ear.

Returning Robins romp-splash in ponds grown low.

Migrating cranes cause fish to take cover.

Remnants of fall scuttle across the surfaces.

Algae blooms, as frogs peep-creak out.

What was that warm promise?  Work?

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2 Comments

  1. Mom Mom

    That was thought provoking

  2. Adela Adela

    Life does involve a lot of work, doesn’t it?

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