NaPoWriMo Day 2: Lies

 Prompt: the idea of a poem that tells a lie.

I’m a poet.

NaPoWriMo Day 1: Watery Mornings

Prompt: Continuing with the theme of firsts, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that has the same first line as another poem.

The first line of my poem comes from an awesome one written by my idol Sandra Cisneros.

Mornings I still reach for you before opening my eyes.

My fingers slide across the sea of sheets weaving in and out of crests, avoiding seams and the cold spaces they border attempting to find the life raft that is your skin.

The nightmares seem to float in my mind like drift wood in the water and I kick to the simple and uninterrupted idea of getting a little closer to you.

The tips of my prints make contact and I grab hold of your flesh bracing against the next wave of terrors that threaten to pull me with the current.