“Today’s word prompt is journey. Write a poem about anything that word evokes for you, from the excitement of a trip you’re about to embark on, the mental progress you witnessed someone make, or the struggles, pleasures, and extreme emotions that travel can bring about.”
Okay, easy peasy, except the form is a limerick, and the device is alliteration (which normally I am good at). So, after countless tries I am just accepting the fact that I am not the best at this form. LOL.
Journey to Nowhere
He willingly walks to the well,
His tattered tennis shoes tell,
To fetch fresh water
Before it gets hotter;
His homelessness is his hell.
Are there even still wells? LOL. Oh well. (No pun intended.) 😉