This week’s writing prompt is to read a poem and allow it to inspire your own writing. Below is an excerpt from a poem by one of my favorite poets. Feel free to use it if you like.
[S]tanding alone on the balcony, the night so cold I could taste the stars on the tip of my tongue [...] I made a prayer [...] words for the lost, the captive beautiful, the wives, those less fortunate than we. The moon was a hand-mirror breathed on by a Queen. My breath was a chiffon scarf for an elegant ghost. — Carol Ann Duffy, from "Mrs. Beast"