Dear Friends -- please forgive my lack of blogging lately. However, I found this weekend's Trifecta Writing Challenge too irresistible to pass up.
Here is the prompt... the parameters, if you will:
Inspired by all of the poetry entries we’ve had recently, we challenge you to write a poem of your own in either 33 words, 3 lines or 3 stanzas.
This weekend's challenge is judged by the voting of Readers, so please -- if you do find my poem worthy of a vote -- click on the lovely dancing senorita washing dishes and scroll to the same image on that page where you will see an icon to place your vote. Cheers!
A Piece of Sunset
There you are, washing the egg-flipper.
No. Not somewhere else, but right here,
same world I inhabit. Same walls.
Same bills. Same toilets. Same children.
A few strands of your hair fall forward, as
others remain tied. Rinsed forks clatter
like castanets, defying anything domestic.
Strutting a fandango -- you aren't here.
Now I lean in closer to hear you humming,
nearly falling in the sand at your feet. I know
that song goddammit -- a piece of sunset
made you squint. And I remembered.
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