Saturday, April 23, 2022

Day 23. Windows

Windows seek us, 

sending inscrutable messages -

in flashes of sun code 

Lashes and dashes, 

blazes of light,

hazing our sight.

The window 

across the way

winks at me 

blinks at me

like an eyebrow,

Flirting, luring,

inviting me in to play.

So shiny, so reassuring 

But today I think I’ll pass.

Remember Alice’s looking glass?


Prompt: Write a poem in the style of Kay Ryan, whose poems tend to be short and snappy – with a lot of rhyme and soundplay.


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