As the last day of November is here and my Nanowrimo project didn’t see its finale, I decided to save some face my writing a poem. I sometimes participate in poetry prompts on instagram. This month, I had the desire but time eluded me. As I looked over the prompts I was struck with the inspiration to attempt to write a poem  using as many prompts from FallsPoetry’s November 2020 Daily prompts. I decided that I needed to use November’s Child as my opening line because, after all I was born in November.  All the bold faced words reference the prompts.

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I am November’s Child

born this month on its twelfth day

an autumnal wintery mashup

I frolic through the fallen ruska

and marvel at dawning saffron

I sip cider

yet desire Guinness

washing down doughs of apple cinnamon,

I sigh in breaths of patience

An unconditional node

crossing lines

a maze of gingham

drifting into its comfort

a yawning gulf

gathers the sea

my dreamy vessel sails

through this journey

I find the perfect shade

beckoning me

refuge from thunderbolts and flickering shadows

and when it’s all over

a lazy smile washes across my face

for I am burned from an element of fire

yet I know in day’s final passing

my heart will be crushed into a diamond

a script of my scribbles

crumbled tissues

of a filtered life

hopefully written well.

(c) JACK”E” 2020