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| | | | | (written March 2024) My words are not commodities for sale or rent, though I have often misspent them. As I write, I hope someone may collect them like pennies in a jar. To extract one or two when their days are hard. My words will never hold meaning to those who choose not to see... | |
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| | | | | water memories come to shore sunlight danced on the waves galore sand squelched between my chubby toes water sprayed on my freckled nose, I couldn't ask for more sandcastle shapes from buckets pour a day at the beach was no chore parade all day in swimming clothes, memories come to shore hanging from the dock... | |
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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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