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| | | | | Picture credit: Britta Benson Here's my response to this week's W3 poetry challenge, set by poet of the week, Carol Anne. This week's guidelines: write a haiku, senryu or tanka, include the word 'strength'. You can find the full guidelines and Carol Anne's prompt poem here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/11/13/w3-prompt-133-weave-written-weekly/ I deviated from the prompt a little. I... | |
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| | | | | Image credit: Heather Griesbach | Pixabay milkweed flares bloom nurtured in green leaf shade- mortal chrysalis * small bugs and insects sip rainy season drizzles fuelling for takeoff * first firefly flight awakens many a sparkle bioluminescent *A sparkle is a group of fireflies In response to Colleen Chesebro's #TankaTuesday: 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge,... | |
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| | | | | (written March 2024) Photo by NEOSiAM 2024+ on Pexels.com My body craves release fromwinter's harshsting, for though it is spring,the cold air still chillsmy bones.Bathe me in sunlight so I canfeel its warm embraceon my skin.And, as golden rays caress me,I shall drown in an ocean of bliss. Copyright © 2024 Ephemeral EncountersAll Rights Reserved | |
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| | | Spirit of the woodland, me Though I don't reside in any tree Rather would I be Like a butterfly or bee That flits from flower to flower Throughout every woodland bower And as I fly I never do tarry But with me always carry To cut away the dead and withering, a pruning knife And... | ||
