30 April 2019
This last Poem for the month of NaPoWriMo (30 poems in 30 days, of which I completed) is inspired by a Jill Badonsky prompt.
“ What impossible magnificence do you wish to grow up to be?”
Magnificences is the healing calm of my breath
With the sure swift shift of fear to peace with my smile
I grow into that knowing, more like a remembrance
Of an ancient time when breath and smiles were the sooth
The gentle balm that floats and flows over us all in joy
A sweet exhale and the glisten of those pearly whites give ease
Give a shivering giggle that is caught on the wind
And is carried on the breath of everyone.