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| | | | | It was autumn I remember in the dead leaves I dropped the key tragedy I did not forsee | |
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| | | | | Image credit: Katrin M. | Pixabay sowing in the wind sunflowers seed their future, to next year's gardens * Kigo word: sunflowers In reply to Colleen Chesebro's TankaTuesday 24 Seasons Syllabic Poetry Challenge, No. 47, 8/13/24, Part II: The Beginning of Autumn | |
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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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| | | Take the trail that'sRarely comfortableA meandering footpathNewly discoverable Soon we're lostFollowing the tangibleOr we're trail-crossedRambling irrefragable Make a choice firstAnd commit to inevitableTangling words cursedInside poetry infrangibleOpen the world's thirstNoble and intangible I wrote this poem for the Wea've Written Weekly prompt #156. This week's prompt is from Carol Anne, who asks us to do... | ||
