~windmill~
suffocating mild breeze
incantations of an antique hymn
i walk and stop
and look back
~continuity and sustainability~
that is all I am aiming for
I don't want proms
I don't want first kisses
I don't ail for first bruises and cuts
I just want life.
I am sorry mother
I can't come home
because all that awaits
is a quiet coffin
of yours
to kiss and cry.
~windmill~
unfortunately, still alive.
Author notes
Prompt: I don't want to come home.
A contest entry
- I'll prompt you.... by Lavender Butterfly.
525 points, ended June 18, 8 entries
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Comments
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very deep and expressive, all the best
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so deeply profound and filled with expressive and emotional meaning. Thanks for sharing... Love and light, Lavender Butterfly... x
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