23 March 2008
Our prompt from the Weekend Wordsmith this week is a vintage postcard - but my mind went somewhere else with that prompt. I will share it anyway...
I write a postcard for you in my mind,
Speaking of the sensory delights around me-
Cool breezes in the trees, soft sands between my toes.
I tell you of the amber sunset and
Crisp white moon and
I wish you were here.
I don't send the postcard.
I don't even write it.
Instead - I ask the moon to make the delivery.
Half a world away
I wonder if you will perceive my silent dispatch.