Tonight in the writing class we did a fun thing where we passed around a bowl of cut-out words and phrases, and we grabbed a pinch full and laid them out in front of us. Then we spread them out and arranged them and wrote a poem using all, some or one of the words in about 10 minutes.
Pennies and chewing gum
line the driveway of your childhood home.
You stand there frozen
in a time when red hots were icy
on a sharp inhale,
your cheshire cat grin shimmering.
"They're coming." he said.
So your teeth sink in and
you will taste it...
and were you very sorry to come away?
"I'm youth, I'm joy."
A pearl eraser
skims lightly at the surface.