NaPoWriMo Day 8: A poem with a line from Sylvia Plath

Hi, I’m doing NaPoWriMo on napowrimo.net. The challenge is to write a poem a day in April. Today is day 8. I chose a line by Sylvia Plath (her amazing line is in italic) to create a poem. I love her writing. 

This is the prompt for the April 8 poem:

Our prompt for the day asks you to peruse the work of one or more of these twitter bots (for writers) and use a line or two, or a phrase or even a word that stands out to you, as the seed for your poem. 

A poem with a line from Sylvia Plath

White light washes

Wearing a pink halo,

Dancing among the stars

Like a hula girl,

Without spinning,

Without dropping.

Clouds engulf her,

A fluffy fur boa,

Comforting and warm. 

Below, little houses slump,

Breathing in, snoring out,

Snug in this chill night.

Orange fox probes bins,

Seeking throwaways - 

Cast-offs for the outcast.

Dressed in his finest coat,

He has a date with Fate

While I stand agawp

At the impeccable moon. 

Copyright Vickie Johnstone, April 8, 2020