Alone

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

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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

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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

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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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Dispair to a smile

Bleak is the moment

Ice is the air

Frosty with colleagues

Too much to bear

Comfort zone pulled

From under our feet

Jobs are now missing and obsolete

Tired are our heads

Weary our trust

Comfy at the top

No worries of loss

Ground down are the workers

No steam left

Where does it leave u?

Without much choice

Unless we claim back

The years we may loose

If we don’t see the light

Don’t take a chance

Stop being used, down trodden and glum

NO more despair, hope fills the air

Time for a change, smile for the new