(During my editing I accidentally “jumped the gun”; this was supposed to be published tomorrow, not today!)
Day 4 of #OctPoWriMo brings the prompt word purple. I immediately had the idea in my head of the symbolism of this color; I tried to go in another direction but couldn’t get there. So, I eventually went with it, using Badger’s Hexastitch as my form.
purple and gold
all who see are aware
Have you ever felt the need to write but can’t find the what to write? Of course you have, if you’re a writer anyway. And I do fancy myself a writer, if there’s any question about that. This evening I sat staring at a blank computer screen, not because the computer was broken or turned off either. I couldn’t find the words to write anything. Normally when I sit down to write I already have a thought or form or something in mind but not tonight, not when I had the time and the desire to do it. So I shut off the PC and headed to bed.
I always do some reading before I go to sleep and tonight I decided to browse my reader feed for a few minutes before officially calling it a day. After clicking a few posts I found I prompt that for some reason stuck out to me: apology. I don’t feel particularly in need of apologizing to anyone so I don’t know why this hit me tonight, it just did.
I popped open my browser and looked at some poetry forms and again one jumped out at me, one I’d never heard of or tried before: Badger’s Hexastitch. The resulting composition came faster, much faster, than writing this post. So, for whatever reason, I share with you my Apology.
we can’t express
how our hearts truly feel
can’t seem to open up