More poems for Promptly Poetry |
| Visions of the night slip into consciousness and become purpose. Intent becomes a map that plots a destination, looks into the distance without yet knowing the way. Intent is a new morning fresh, and crisply creased fueled entirely by desire, but as the day unfolds the miles a dream must travel wear away at its wonder. Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)" Week 2 Prompt - "as the day unfolds" |