130. Drifting...
20th December 2016
Prompt- 'Write a poem about the sound of a whistling teapot." by melissadono from her book '1200 creative writing prompts'.
Another lazy Sunday morning,
Lost to meaningless daydreams.
In the quiet of the house,
Resides the dull ache of loneliness.
Mind drifts into the unknown ,
Pushing past haunting memories,
Moving past countless thoughts,
In search of an ever alluring peace.
Yet, it is dragged back from the maze
By the sound of a whistling teapot.
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