We got off to a fast start yesterday, which is great! Now, let’s jump into Day 2. (Also, if you left any comments that needed moderated yesterday, they should now be approved.)
For today’s prompt, write a visitor poem. The poem can be from the point of view of a visitor–or the people receiving the visitor. The visitor could be expected or unexpected. The visitor could be welcome or unwelcome. The visitor doesn’t even have to be human.
The Visitor
I don't remember him knocking.
I don't remember inviting him in.
I don't know how long he has been here
or if we know him from somewhere.
He is dusty and tired. I don't know how old.
His head is bowed down toward the plate
that we fill
and take away.
He doesn't speak or move
otherwise.
He is just there with us now.
Sometimes when I wake
Early, he is up
Turned toward the window
looking at the fog, the road.
I wonder sometimes if he will leave us
Someday and we will never have seen his face.
He will vanish as fog, into fog.
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