Written for Toads.
A terrific energy here, and longing–I love especially the eating up of the landscape to cover distance, very clever and well done, with a kind of poignancy–thanks so much for participating–I didn’t mean for people to put in all aspects of the prompt, but you certainly did! k.
Yes, I’m not really sure how it all ended up in there. It kind of gathered a mind of its own, after that first stanza. 😉
A WONDERFUL response to the prompt. Bravo! From title to closing line, it is perfect.
Thank you, Sherry. 🙂
This is just awesome.. such richness that add with each read.. somehow lost, yet with that wonderful wordplay. I need to read it another time, and another time..
Thank you, Sir. 🙂
“Somehow I got here. But you’re not here.” Seems to me this person is much stronger than she knows. Cleverly-brilliantly done.
This is absolutely perfect 😀 an excellent response to the prompt 🙂
Thank you, Sanaa.
OWWWW! All ready and already late.
YES. I’m so glad you caught that little nuance, Susan. Thank you.
Fantastic… that is certainly a hard answer to the prompt. wonderful in its desperation and very rich. Loved it and the place it ended up. Great work!
Thanks so much.
Love reading your poetry — for its brilliance, its feeling, and above all its unpredictability. 🙂 (I love surprises, and not to be able to see where a piece of writing is going until the author and I get there.)
Thank you, Rosemary. This comment means a lot to me.
luv the sas, luv the wit in this poem, lovely write; thanks for dropping in to read mine
Thank you, Gillena.
This makes one ponder what is happening, what is being felt, and why. I always love where you end up, and sometimes the poems that take you where THEY want to go are the best.
Thank you, Marie.
This is brilliant, De!! I love the way your opening has all kinds of transformative power…mountains into sugar…whoosh…it brings a large feeling into an edible small one…I enjoyed this!
I love that what with gps and texting and cellphones… yes, there can still be that searching for a place beyond what a map or any technology can offer. I sense that what this person wants is love and the freedom that only true love can offer.
Very bell-like, especially towards the end, where the repetition has that insistent clanging, articulate as demons shouting promises of hell, though this seems more filled with the longing for a personal h(e)aven–I love the metaphor of travel, of eating the map–just excellent.
This is such a unique piece of writing, though the theme itself is recognizable. I love that you always bring something new to poetry.
The longing and feeling of being lost is so beautifully conveyed here
“forgo the shredded wheat”–love this reference to the mnemonic device for remembering North/East/South/West 🙂 Very clever to incorporate that this way.
Interesting piece… enjoyed it very much.
I’m liking the never ending surprises, De.
Getting here to where no one knows how has a tinge flavoring of “Brigadoon” and “The Wizard of Oz” combined. Not so for “Jack and the Beanstock” or “Alice in Wonderland”.
Thanks so much, all.
the feelings are so wonderfully painted……wow!!
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