A place to share the 2020 and 2024 NaPoWriMo poems
Friday, April 3, 2020
Day the second
The prompt is to write about a specific place.
Yesnaby
The rain is horizontal
Driving, cold, relentless,
The wind whips the waves
Into froth and ice-steam
Drenching the cliffs
And despite it all
Primula Scotica stands small.
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