A brief calamity
dissolving,
excites feeling:
growing hope.
Intrigued, just knowing
lifts my newly omnipresent peace,
quietens restless spirit.
Triumph unfolds,
venturing with xenophilia’s youthful zeal.
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Today’s napowrimo.net prompt is to write an abecedarian poem, which works through the alphabet, either word by work, or line by line.
April 12- just noticed my typo ‘ word by work’ in my comment above. lol. Sub-conscience speaking truth? 😉
Shawn L. Bird 