The Seventh Day
On the seventh day, God rested.
For NaPoWriMo writers, that is not the case.
Each day with a new prompt we are tested.
Each night, we write as we fight to keep pace.
We strive to achieve something significant.
We seek explore what’s within and above.
We long to create something truly magnificent.
We hope to express unimaginable love.
If not, what is poetry for?
April 7, 2013