Prompt: write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does.
San Francisco (or, What I Didn’t See)
The kiss of a salty ocean breeze
as the sun sets over the pacific horizon
The majesty of an engineering marvel
memorialized in film and photo
Apparel living its best fashion life
beyond the reach of consumeristic trend
Artists, musicians, foodies
tech “bros” and those just trying to get by
When visiting California made home on my bucket list
I meant, with you.