Day 4 of NaPoWriMo: Enigma Poem

Day 4 of National Poetry Month: Write a poem about something without mentioning what it is.

Enigma: Guess what it is...

You can smell it like a storm coming,

can feel its electrons charge in your lungs;

dense and heavy like breathing steam.

And then you see it edge the horizon

like a dark mirage against the desert strata.

A man-made layer of sediment;

barbed wire and tall chain link.

Someone took a black marker

and drew with a zealot’s ink

a new definition of dreams deferred.

But your body is covered in sweat and desert;

you move like layers of sand, over and under.

You come out on the other side,

reborn, with your heart on fire.