Today is day one, and for some reason the number one made me think of "One is the Loneliest Number," by Three Dog Night. That's what happens when I create prompts while listening to the oldies music channel, I guess.
As a result, the prompt for day one is to write a lonely poem. The narrator could be lonely. Someone or something in the poem could be lonely. Or the poem itself could try to evoke a feeling of loneliness for the reader. Or, as in challenges past, you could take the poem in a completely unique direction.
Not lonely.
Alone.
The day is suddenly dark
Redwood dark, the ending of the day: inevitable
nowhere not shadow-soaked deep and deepening
readying then for darkness
for all that nighttime means
sudden
sun
lit field
wild mustard wide awake
field green folded velvet folded hill
road winding
shadow soak
sun flash
oak arc
moss light
lilting light
it is as if I am all alone in the world
as if this road
lilting breath
this new world
is mine
i am alone
with it.
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