Title: Running into the Sun
Source: Weekend Writing Prompt #129 – Twilight
Objective: Write a poem or piece of prose in exactly 44 words
My train rushes the setting sun, intent on outrunning the impending twilight. Sorbet clouds swirl across the sky. Blood-orange and tangerine confections engaged in a futile battle with eternal night’s black velvet fist.
Icy tendrils clutch my heart and I swear to keep running.
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Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer
A beautiful and profound poem
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Thank you for your kind words, Sadje. ❤
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A b pleasure
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Wonderfully described, Jo…
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Thank you, Dale.
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