Tuesday, April 2, 2013

NaPoWriMo Day 2: It's a Lie




National Poetry Writing Month, Day 2 Prompt: Write a poem that is somehow a lie, or about lies


Leavened and grounded, sown and milled
Sweetened and spun, enlightened by grace
And good temperament.
Thickened, in the old way, thrust deep
Heated through and thorough
Released, and waiting.
It needs cooling, or else it crumples
What sweet joy upon the world
The promise of salvation
Iced with thorns.

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