latent spring: a cinquain by Tatiana Aleksina
Read it more than once; it's deep. Then try writing your own cinquain and share it in the comments
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A haiku for August
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lemme rick (roll)
A natureful limerick
irid sense
science takes a mystic turn...short fiction for dVerse Poet's Pub
from a late winter ginkgo
footpath family mum, dad, loudly protective two tiny copies
Heads down, feet planted. Take it or leave it.
A prose poem by guestie Ken Tomaro
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turnaround
[by guest poet Dalton Perry] For some time I've harbored dreams of running off to write poetry ... to a town that has no name where ... I might maintain a dusty roadside motel
What a crock
Before me on the table sits a boot. A crockery boot. Jim's mother's crockery boot from the 60s.