Will this day’s gold spread
If no flowercups stop it
slipping through my spread fingers?
Turn your palm sunwards— `
even in the rain I will
fill your hands your heart with gold.
Will this day’s gold spread
If no flowercups stop it
slipping through my spread fingers?
Turn your palm sunwards— `
even in the rain I will
fill your hands your heart with gold.
I really like the second verse Jane 💜
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Thank you xx
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Beautiful, and I agree with Willowdot, the second stanza is gorgeous. 🌞
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Thank you. This form is a nice idea 🙂
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You’re welcome. I’ll have to try it!
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Do!
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I tried one for one of the upcoming ekphrastic poem. I think these syllabic forms are hard to write!
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I think they’re hard to write too. The hard part is making it sound like a poem. Usually mine are just three short unmemorable lines.
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I can feel the warmth. (K)
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xx
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