Susmita is aiming to post a poem each day for a year! The above is a sneak peek of a poem to be posted soon – but she is spinning out poems like a master weaver, tossing them aside like a pizza chef (how’s that for a mixed metaphor?)
Check it out:
This poem takes me back to younger days – I’m sure I had some clear jelly shoes (and matching bracelets), giant earrings, and the prom dress likely in pastel or neon colors, too. Unlike her, I did (and sometimes still do) enjoy the bright fluorescence of a neon yellow or green or pink or orange something that stands out in a crowd like a bright flower.
This post might also qualify for Lady Jabberwocky’s lovely prompt, “Friends.” – thanks to all the friends who point out the holes in my work!
I’m using Inbox When Ready to protect my focus.