Today's prompt was to write a poem that begins with a 'command' verb.
today is the same as every other day.
Honeydew dawn light, the sun
a mere rind in the sky.
Dust motes float in the minutes,
pixelate the hours into blurry humdrum.
The clock ticks on relentless.
Today is blanched yellow, like a bruise.
Tomorrow grey, faltering.
And the moon, the moon will not show
her face for fear a thumb
will smudge her out of sky
and into dark forgetting.