Today the challenge was to write a poem that stretches my comfort zone with line breaks. That could be a poem with very long lines, or very short lines. Or a poem that blends the two. Who knows what that might look like? Maybe breaking apart lines to emphasize (or de-emphasize) sounds or rhymes, or creating a moment of hesitation in the middle of a thought. I read several poems and here is what I came up with.

Dry Bones

She loved

near the edge of the world
with gusto
          if not lunacy.
           she chose unity
with herself.

She lost her vision
from living in the darkness—
            the rose colored glasses 
             foggy from flashes
of light.

A ray of hope
in no man’s land
               she teetered on the edge
                of the cliff. The sedge
a sign

of her dry bones.
the moon rose
                unbidden,
                nearly hidden
by love.

She loved 
wild and reckless—
                 in the light
                  no danger of flight—
I think.

—A Draft by Carla Jeanne Picklo Jordan