SINGLE FUTURE
~with a line from "Black Box, by Devon Hope"
How do you believe,
when “we” becomes “me”?
All that remains is I.
Surrounded by dreams that won’t
come true. And futures too big to fit.
© 2018 Maria Marshall. All rights reserved.
"Black Box, by Devon Hope" © 2002 Nikki Grimes, from BRONX MASQUERADE
Click HERE to read this month's interview with Nikki Grimes. She has challenged us to write a golden shovel poem using a line from one of the poems in the post.
Leave your golden shovel on our March 2018 padlet. While some contributions will be featured as daily ditties this month, all contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration on Friday, March 30th, and one lucky participant will win a copy of her new companion novel to Bronx Masquerade:
I keep returning to that last line, Maria— "And futures too big to fit." It applies to so much of life, and yet we keep going, because we know the rainbow's out there somewhere.
ReplyDeleteThanks Michelle, I am glad you liked it. This was an interesting challenge.
DeleteI find this poem really moving.
ReplyDeletePowerful and moving, Maria.
ReplyDeleteWOW...this is masterful, Maria...I love it!
ReplyDeleteThank you David, Liz, and Vivian. What a bonus to be featured on World Poetry Day.
ReplyDeleteSimple words cobbled together with brevity and beauty. Heartfelt and moving.
ReplyDeleteVery clever, Maria, and thought-provoking!
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