Prompts for Hour Twenty
Water sheathes a newly field
in glistening rippled light revealed.
The silver moon rides o’re the sea.
If I could, I’d voyage with thee.
As the wind picks up the sail.
My silhouette falls on the dale.
The water bellows up the dam
and pours itself upon the land.
Tending water like its sheep.
As though, they graze on oceans deep.
It’s the homestretch/hardest part. Keep going!
Text Prompt
Write a poem about walking at night.
Image Prompt
Loved the entire visualization, the rhythm, and particularly the last 2 lines. Thank you.
Lovely