From Robert Lee Brewer's blog, Poetic Asides, "For today’s prompt, write a space poem."
Acreage
Endless skies spill over the flatland
as far as any eye can see. Some say
it’s all we really have on the prairies:
wheat fields, space to build a life on.
Land leans in every direction, topples
forward to my children’s children,
backward to a sepia photo of great grandad
leaning his sweat-dampened brow
toward the Brownie camera to nod a smile
before returning to the plough.
Endless space defines generational lines
of a prairie farming family. How does
a distance of six feet overwhelm me now?
About the Creator
Christina Perry
Christina is a traveler, a dreamer and a poet. Her writing is often influened by her work as a speech-language pathologist in Northern Manitoba with First Nations peoples.
Keep reading
More stories from Christina Perry and writers in Poets and other communities.
It Only Took One Minute.......
It only took a minute. I was sitting at the computer in my office when the phone rang. I picked up the receiver and then laid it down my desk as I went to find the student who the call was for. Within seconds I was back at my desk, ready to resume typing, when I heard the student yelling obscenities at me for listening in to his call through the handset that was still lying on the desk. Sick and tired of the lies he was spewing, I was up running down the hall, ready to kill him. By the time I reached him, I had calmed enough not to hurt him, but as I turned back towards my room, I knew that I couldn’t go on like this any longer. The decision was clear. I had to leave.
By Gail Wylie5 days ago in Motivation
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.