Are we really only five days away from December? Is Thanksgiving really tomorrow morning? This week, my house has been filled with boys and noise and a lot of joy. I hope everyone's been enjoying this November PAD Chapbook Challenge. I'll post more details about what to do next on December 1. Until then, keep poeming and being thankful for the muse.

For today's prompt, I want you to write a temperature poem. Remember: Temperature can mean the heat outside, the heat of something (or someone), or even the temperament of someone.

Here's my attempt for the day:

"I am not a volcano"

But my blood feels like magma,
all heat and beneath the surface.

Give me permission to erupt;
give me clearance to explode.

This is what happens: We forget all
we really want is to dance and sing

and clap and clasp our hands
together and fall deeply in love.

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009 2:26:27 PM (GMT Standard Time, UTC+00:00)    Comments [152]