Light at the End of a Puerto Rican Channel

A poem I wrote in response to Timons Esaias's poetry prompt from his seminar, "Your Life is Poetry," at Pennwriters Conference in May 2011. 

Present the emotion, reaction.
                                    Don’t necessarily have to tell the object or thing.
                                                                                                            Get out of your way.

Light at the End of a Puerto Rican Channel

Eyes widen
red light
as paddle
cold water.

Night swallows
Sharp teeth
Wooden fingers

Suck in
exotic air
while hands
reach for
glowing magic. 

Take a moment and share your poem in response to the prompt above. 


Meagan Spooner said…
I like the last stanza best. You can definitely feel something happening there!

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