Posted tagged ‘the Uncurbed Heart’

Tight Spot

April 1, 2014
Parallel Parked

Parallels?

Tight Spot

She’d angled it in
looking at a mirror,
fixing parallels, nosing
fended bangs,
but the thumping that she thought
had been the road
still thundered,
the heart refusing to be parked
somewhere,
the uncurbed heart.

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Here’s first draft poem for April, for Mama Zen hosting Words Count at With Real Toads. She asks for a poem that will surprise her in 37 words or less–

April is the cruelest month, or the most fun, or some mixture of the aforesaid, for those interested in poetry. It is National Poetry Month, a time in which some tortured people inexplicably decide that they should pull a new poem from their pocket every single day. Real Toads is planning to offer an assortment of prompts every day this month for those interested in testing their resolve but also needing inspiration.