So today is the last day of #napowrimo. However inspired by many people I have decided to see if I can manage a poem a day for longer… who knows how long . Todays Prompt is to take a poem written this month and write the bottom line first until you get to the bottom of the poem which should be the top line.

Here is my backwards poem


He kept his promise

He lifted her down off the rock, kissing her

She looked up and there he was in the distance

Hearing a noise was that his voice in the wind


She felt so alone

Where was he? They were going to go crabbing

She could see the crabs playing on the bottom

Gazing down, the deep dark pool swirling around


Sun warm on her head

Red skirt fluttering around her bare knees

Her hair flying in the blustery warm wind

Standing barefoot, her feet cold on the smooth rock


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