She walked down a solitary path
left behind her mistakes made
like pebbles in sand dissolving
she drove a car into the night
along a desert highway
until all she could see were stars
twinkling jewels of light
she plucked pearls of wisdom
caught upon her hand from the wind
no one would miss her absence
life would resume without stopping
her choices a dissipating mist
this as she stood outside a house
realizing another day beginning
her children broke the silence
calling
© April 2017 Renee Espriu
This is in response to Jamie Dedes’ Wednesday writing prompt. You can read more at https://jamiededes.com/2017/04/05/at-6-p-m-the-scent-of-onions-a-poem-and-your-wednesday-writing-prompt. The Image below was taken from Morgue file and digitized by myself.
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