

Poetry Prompt from NaPoWriMo: This one is called “in the window.” Imagine a window looking into a place or onto a particular scene.
One more day to come. I think I’m going to miss the routine.
Looking Back My childhood home disappears Behind the climbing tree My first college dorm fades Into the brownstone facades My apartment with the narrow stairs Slowly hidden by its neighbor The rented house seems smaller Even though I’m not the last to leave The waving line dwindles While the music plays I must have missed the point When the mountains yielded to the prairie I looked away for a moment The ocean gone when I return my gaze I am sometimes filled with envy that The rear window has seen the last Of all my firsts
-Leon
Read the story that was later inspired by this poem: https://linesbyleon.com/2021/06/10/thursday-thoughts-poem-to-story/
Leon Stevens is a multi-genre author, composer, guitarist, songwriter, and an artist, with a Bachelor of Music and Education. He published his first book of poetry, Lines by Leon: Poems, Prose, and Pictures in January 2020, followed by a book of original classical guitar compositions, Journeys, and a short story collection of science fiction/post-apocalyptic tales called The Knot at the End of the Rope and Other Short Stories. His newest publications are the novella trilogy, The View from Here, which is a continuation of one of his short stories, and a new collection of poetry titled, A Wonder of Words.

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Didn’t see that coming but can totally relate…
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But did you see it going?
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