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| | | | | A Sijo I cross the street, the courtyard opens - stars ripple against old stone Ben-Gurion once fought for this - now children dance with these flags the founders' labor in young steps - blue and white steady with each dawn d'Verse poetics: A View of One's Own At d'Verse, we have been... | |
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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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| | | | | 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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| | | 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.... | ||
