For today’s prompt, write a “one time” poem. This poem could be about a once in a lifetime experience. Or it could be about something a person wants to try just one time (good or bad). Or take it where you will–as always.
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spring break interrupted the flow. there's always sumphin.
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One Time
We stood on our rooftop
at 51st and 11
We probably had a picnic for our birthdays
that was lovely
And keeping us company, bobbing on the tar sheets near us,
was the giant heart shaped balloon
deflated from Valentine's Day
a couple of days earlier
As we were leaving
we let the heart go with some wishes attached
thinking it might sink down, defeated,
into the traffic of 11th avenue
But it lifted. drifted up
and just before the first line of high clouds
Filled out suddenly into a giant, full
red, radiant, heart dancing, alive over New York City.
We were delighted.
Love lived!
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