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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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| | | | | in the shadow of our backyard, family surgedin the shadow of trees, a picnic emergedin the shadow of the playset, children snickeredin the shadow of late afternoon, the daylight glittered in the shadow of the unknown, we exchange glancesin the shadow of smoke, fire dancesin the shadow of fear, hope still catches I wrote this... | |
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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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| | | Life is hard for ev'ryoneStumbling. Deaf. Dumb. BlindFocus NOT on Number-OneBe thoughtful. Be kind. Humans can be inhumane-Ground up by the grindBearing Christ or Mark of CainBe thoughtful. Be kind. Weary, weary, so exhaustedBrawn, might -- must I find?No! None should feel accosted!Be thoughtful. Be kind. God, let me be supportive -Let me know Your... | ||