Wednesday, April 20, 2016

NaPoWriMo 2016 - 20th Day

Hi, Hottie

Blinding flasher.
I saw nothing.
Fiery washer,
Hotly creeping.
Let the presence be felt,
While those strengths melt.
Binding fleeing feet in place.
Angry speaker,
Blow ashes to my race,
Fire-breather.
Beware with much ado
Of the volcano.

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Thanks to NaPoWriMo for the poetry prompt!

My Camp NaNoWriMo 2016 April progress: 15742
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