when quivered lines sigh stable when gentle breeze bare stirs when heart affirms its able when I rest among the ferns I’ll sing, recall your fable as hawks fly o’er the trees I’m bound to you, a cable like blooms are bound to bees forgot is “wrong,” the label instead is love renewed return to…
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#MM — Saturday Mix — covid-19 quatrain
The world’s walking on a wire Life juggling exploding balls Each hoping nobody falls Yet some will soon sing with the choir. Beneath us all there’s a fire Be it hell or hell on earth That has been played with since birth Soaring death rate shows it’s dire. Shall we get out of this mire?…
#MM Saturday Mix — Rhyme Time — lived to tell
Pulsebell unquelled when she smelled what cave dwelled. She did yell. Lived to tell. The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture. Sarah is the host of Mindlovemisery Menagerie’s…
#MM — Saturday Mix – Rhyme Time — The queen of neither here nor there
“The angel of the birds” by Franz Dvorak (1862-1927) It happened once I don’t know where Perhaps a dream I know ’twas fair About an heir who played in air Around her flew two doves, a pair At night they slept in a tree, a pear With moonlight blankets of silver flair Morning flood sunlight…
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