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,
Beware with much ado
Of the volcano.


Thanks to NaPoWriMo for the poetry prompt!

My Camp NaNoWriMo 2016 April progress: 15742
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