Challenge
Grab those old notebooks and writing journals! Pull out your oldest unfinished poem, blow the dust off, and get to work finishing it. Happy hunting for our oldest unfinished poetry. Use Poetry and Free verse Portal please!
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“i'm just going on
a little vacation”
she whispered
to her little boy.
the soft sound
that eased out of her lips
let him know
that everything
would be alright.
she took him into
one last embrace,
planted her lips
and tears
on his head
and then
she jumped.