post one line to the following poem.
To have a complete poem by the time it hits midnight in Chicago, Illinois.
by Poets Who Blog
Even hard rain can't erase
the aging stain of memory on this landscape.
The drips of time etch
scenes depicting the howls we may no longer hear.
Even a migraine can't unlace
the corset of memories.
Line one by Sara from The Shores of My Dreams
Line two by Sandy from Writing in Faith:Poems
Line three by Sister AE from Having Writ
Line four by Jodi Barone from Vines
Line five by Ralph Murre from Arem Arvinson Log
Line six by MonkeyBoy from Ming Yun
Thanks to all the poets who took part!