Don’t look,
writer at work,
netbook balanced
on her lap,
wires everywhere,
story unwinding,
connected, disconnected:
the sun shines
bright
through the motel
window,
early morning
quiet
after a night
of strangers
talking loudly
down the hall,
bumps and thumps
through the wall,
X-rated, some
one else’s story.
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Probably just as well it is someone else's story! Great take on 'x'
ReplyDeleteI agree with Sally. Though with a title like you chose for your post certainly intrigues! Glad to meet another poet in the A-Z!
ReplyDeleteLaurel's Leaves
I like it I like it but why were you in a motel writing? I want to go find a hut in the forest somewhere and write for a few days uninterrupted.
ReplyDeletehttp://ceciliaaclark.blogspot.com.au
perfect encapsulation of things that go bump in the night at a motel! you've done an excellent job with the challenge. amazing poetry =)
ReplyDeleteThanks fr stopping by at my blog during the challenge Beth :) xx
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