Book Spines

I

Various miracles:
the meadow,
the edge of the sea,
the sky, the stars, the wilderness,
the highest tide,
the road,
and the mountain echoed.
Thank you for the music.

II

You shall know your own velocity,
driving blind
in the fall.
The commitment.
The room to write
the hours
away.

III

Holding the line
into the wild –
cold mountain,
a wild swan,
snow,
a void.

~ Megan M. Codera

 * NaPoWriMo poem prompt for Day 10: write the book spines on your shelf into poems.

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