I was up early this morning and sat through 6 hours of information in training for my new job, most of it filling out administration paperwork. My post today is a small escape into creativity, but I fear it lacks the patience and pace of a truly open process. So be it. The poetry prompt from NaPoWriMo for today was to write a poem inspired by a photo. The site provided 3 photos, but I have my own to post, so I let them act as my muse. I promised spelunking and sunsets, and posted a shot yesterday of myself disappearing into a cave in the bluffs over the Mississippi River. Here is what I found:
Spreading fertile earth, penetrated by relentless drops,
Her fragile rock abducted by the wind,
Exposing a shameful cavity of twisted darkness.
The damp mystery in danger of collapse
Now sheltered in a chamber of aged secrets.