tears be
the balm
of the badly
bruised, beating
heart.
faith be
the calm
of the noisy,
full of fear
mind.
hope be
the song
of the silenced,
hunched, inner
hole.
Him be
the strong
of the weak
surrendering,
soul.
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04.03.2017
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In response to Napowrimo Day 1 and Day 2.
I’d like to challenge you to write a Kay-Ryan-esque poem: short, tight lines, rhymes interwoven throughout, maybe an animal or two, and, if you can manage to stuff it in, a sharp little philosophical conclusion.
Today, I’d like you to write a poem inspired by, or in the form of, a recipe! It can be a recipe for something real, like your grandmother’s lemon chiffon cake, or for something imaginary, like a love potion or a spell.
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Read the rest of my Napowrimo 2017 poems here!
