The prompt for today is “dead end”. How fitting for the last day of April and the last day of PAD (Poem-a-Day) for 2016. I managed once again to complete all 30 poems; this year I got almost all of them in on time!
The end of a lyrical April is here
Where is my Oz
At the end of this poetic yellow brick road?
I traveled the forest of dark emotion
Sometimes with a brain
Sometimes with a heart
There were days of
Good word witches
Who graced me with synonyms
And lollipop kids who shared their rhymes
But now I fear that balloon
Will float away without me
I hear there’s no place like home
But where is home?
Where is home?