AND THE ASSIGNMENT IS: Our prompt (optional, as always). Today, the challenge is to write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does. I think of the “surprise” ending to this James Wright Poem as a model for the effect I’m hoping you’ll achieve. An abstract, philosophical kind of statement closing out a poem that is otherwise intensely focused on physical, sensory details. Happy writing! — taken from www.napowrimo.net
The sun sleepily creeps up the distance, uncertain if it should wake -- Me; and my sweet-dreaming lady, whom all the blankets did take. As soft, lapping waters move inward, marking the turn of the tide; And glowing colours of morning warm the pale blue sky! Birds in flight, in sheer delight, their Happiness hard to keep -- Inside; as they sing, all the Day hath to bring; it's hard to stay asleep. The Tranquility is so addicting, no rush, no clock, no phone! Then I wake up at my work desk and very much alone.