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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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| | | | | 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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| | | | | Lostin verdant green;The urge to rollin ground cover beds;To settle gentlyin an earthy embrace;Inhale intoxicating scentsthat draw eyelids heavy;Feel the whispering breezelull to sleep;Wake to sunbeamspiercing tree branches;Outshined onlyby contented smile. dVerse Quadrille #201: Poems ofPlace hosted by De Jackson. | |
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| | | Photo by Johannes Plenio on Pexels.com Morning Trails - Tanka Prose The sun is rising just a little, but noticeably, later and my early morning summer enjoyment of walking barefoot outside, now chills and dampens my soles. Planes take off early for short trips to Europe, just within earshot of my garden. My footprints remain... | ||