April is National Poetry Month so I’m tackling the Writer’s Digest 2019 April PAD Challenge hosted by Robert Lee Brewer.
Today’s prompt: Write a lucky number poem. Some people have lucky numbers, some don’t. Wherever you fall on the lucky number spectrum, you can still write a poem about the phenomenon of lucky numbers and/or luck in general.
Superstition and luck have never really been my thing, but numbers—
they’re a kind of magic.
Just a few digits in a certain order
are enough to conjure
the grey-and-white gables and groundhog-studded yard.
That happy permutation shows up like grace in the
humblest places—clock (2:09), calendar (2/09), faded receipt (0000209)—
and I am instantly (gratefully) there: screened porch, flagstone floors, tanned legs,
wrought-iron rocking, lush hydrangea nodding, brother affectionately taunting,
and dinner still a sweet charcoal tang on the warm breeze.