November PAD Challenge Day 4: For today’s prompt, write a poem about finding something unexpected.
Felt like cold stone melting.
No heat, just sudden softening
in wall of awareness. Redefining
what was left behind, put away,
hopefully forgotten in slow
Not the same. Different place,
totally different dynamics,
very different man.
except that cold stone juggernaut
of rage rising slowly within.
Elizabeth Crawford 11/4/11
Note: Did not release that heat seeking missile. Knew it was misdirected, but also knew exactly where it came from: deep in the past. The incident happened yesterday. An opportunity to heal an old wound. This prompt was a wonderful piece of synchronicity. Thank you, Robert.