I have reached the end of a wonderful project. I feel the making of my very own second thoughtfully woven chapbook is roughly complete. Somewhere on the way, I realised I wanted to make a depressed and depressing collection of poems, so from that moment on, I consciously tried to subdue all my prompt takes to that streak.
Starting from Daybreak as prompt One, here we come, completing the 28 to Create circle with Daydream:
I hope no rotting flesh will bother
and my daydream
of laughter not choked down,
of breath freely taken,
will not corrupt
the way of your decay
towards a grey land of hurried sadness
that has no time for due mourning.
© 2014, soulmary
I am accepting well-intentioned and polite advice as to my possible future chapbook.
Featured image: Joe-Maccer DA, full credits above.