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awriterintheroom.wordpress.com
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| | | | | Third-grade school picnic. Laughter of my friends on the bus. The warm swimming pools at the waterpark. A day full of excitement. The water slides had me and my friends screaming. | |
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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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| | | | | Bonded together through the rootsOutwards distinct reflections No men power can untie themDevoted bonds are forever W3 - Bond - Acrostic poem | |
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fatacusufletdecerneala.wordpress.com
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| | | This is my response to Sadje's What Do You See prompt #223 Sweet childhood memoriesDarkened by the shadow of shattered trust.I thought a father's love was everlasting,But you left me.No farewell, no last embraceTo comfort my young soul.I was just 7 years oldWhen you taught meThat love is not always a safe place. Image Credit:... | ||