November is approaching fast and Americans will go back to the polls for our mid-term elections. If we haven’t got enough going on with Trump still wreaking havoc in our country, we have to worry about the direction some of our state governors are taking us. Denying our history in the classroom, banning certain books and taking away a woman’s reproductive rights. What century are we in?
I just hope the women of this country will rise up and deliver us once more.
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Laura is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us as follows
For this Poetics Prompt I want us to be voyeurs, peeping through windows and doors of a house One that has no family connections, no memories of our own to call upon .
conjure an imaginary house of any size, any place, any age
fill it with an imaginary person/people past or present, or ghosts, or leave it empty with its history
make it literal but move into the metaphorical if you wish
Sparks shooting stars up to the night sky from the dried, crackling wood A child stares into the flames mesmerized where he stood
This night of fireworks and fire Bonfires burning a Guy Fawkes effigy Spare a penny for the Guy mister? Remember, remember the fifth of November is the age-old elegy
