So I shook things up a little and asked Susan for a writing prompt. Her challenge: Write a poem with the words: teacher, spaceship, cycle, napkin, red. Here’s my poem:
When I’m with you,
I’m a spaceship
gliding over your breath.
When I’m with you,
I’m a bicycle riding with a tailwind.
When I’m with you,
I’m the Brahminy kite
soaring over forests
that spread themselves
like massive crumpled green napkins.
I’m hope multiplying like nuclear fission.
When I’m with you,
I’m red.
Not the red of the kind squirted by the mob,
not the red of the kind that sends heartbeats racing,
not the kind that commands you to stop.
When I’m with you,
I’m the red that completes the rainbow,
I’m the red of the earth swallowing winding roads,
the earth that goes redder after a shower,
I’m the red of a star sending its light through empty corridors of the universe.
When I’m with you,
I’m the child the teacher learns from.
100 Days of Happy Poems, Poem 8
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