Thursday, April 12, 2012

Endless Cycle

Today's prompt: Single Sentence 55 Word Poem. 

The sun's a winking eye 
on the horizon; night shadows 
slink off like beaten dogs, 
like the remains of sinister 
dreams that haunt me even 
in my waking hours, dreams 
of brakeless cars, lost children, 
of faceless creatures that chase 
me from restless sleep to 
rise with the sun, a 
winking eye on the horizon.

Yikes! It's only day 11 and I'm running out of steam. What's going to happen next week, I wonder, and the week after that? Whose idea was this poem-a-day project anyhow? 

1 comment:

Brian Miller said...

ooo some scary night shadows there...the children one def for me as well...and love the wrap from opening to close...