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wordsandcoffeewriting.com
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| | | | | The escape to tranquility,to waters rushing and still,to the calm of spacewhere water meets sky:the unspoken whisperof past and futureblurred into one present.Alive in tree roots,polished rocks and wrinkled pine needles,the landscape revitalizesdead souls,calls home life's warmth,and echoes a hopethat reverberatesunder my rib cage. I wrote this poem for the Wea've Written Weekly prompt #167.... | |
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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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| | | | | A two-person 'Rengay' By Jan and David jh- a praying mantis biting the twin-like head off its only lover db- in the vicar's trembling hands a mass for the dying priest jh- petrified saviour watching crumbling creation decaying planet db- deep in human flesh one single cell's fading spark mirrors galaxies jh- tidal wave hits... | |
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hotdogsandmarmalade.com
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| | | I met a prattling womanFrom her mouth, the words kept a-comin'Critical talk-talk-talk-talkLike a hen: bawk-bawk-BAWK'til I finally exploded and said, "You realize, don't you, that you aren't the only person in this room, or this organization, this town, this country, or this world, right? You need to stop talking. Stop talking. Listen. Take a breath.... | ||
