For today’s prompt, write a poem for and/or about something that cannot be seen. I mentioned cold, but there are so many more possibilities, including love, gravity, the future, thoughts, and sound waves. Our lives are filled with things we know exist but which we can’t see.
What I know exists
somewhere but can't often see
- sometimes, glimpses like a flash of a sunset searing the edge
of the ocean - just the edge, distant, brilliant gold line
astonishing
love for me
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