A Robert Lee Brewer poetry prompt – a ‘noun of place’
poem. His poem: https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/wednesday-poetry-prompts-620
where the story leads us, wishing on a mile
of things yonder as the spiky trees grow wilder,
and plants thicker, the woolly undergrowth a mix
of wild things, pouting flowers, thistles, meandering
lines of minted leaves betwixt butterflies’ wings
yawning wide, and the scent carries, inspiring bumble
bees, their sprightly buzz slipping in air like a
light mower,
arcs of sunlight mosaic glinting on their gossamer
wings,
this smooth lace, flickering, darting in and out of
pollen-filled horns, the gooey yellow thickness
sticking
to their stripey bodies vibrating, hovering, dew
delicately
balanced on all the edges, velveteen and surviving.
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