Candyland

What is so grim and horrible
With candy?  It’s adorable.
To walk all day on chocolate streets,
Forever eating sugared sweets
This place is so incredible,
That even clothes are edible.
A maple rain begins to fall…
This might not be fun after all.

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For the month of October, the art supply store at which I work is doing their own variation of Inktober (an artistic exercise wherein participants draw something every day for 31 days).  Essentially, it is the same thing, but with different prompts and its own name.  While I certainly know my way around pens and ink, this year I’ve decided to participate via poetry.  Each poem this month will be based around that day’s prompt, which will serve as its title.  For a complete list of prompts, please see the post “A Black Cat Crosses Your Path” from October 1.

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Written while listening to Native American Flute Music (2022), uploaded to YouTube Music for Body and Spirit – Meditation Music.