vibrating, I walk
my heart tinged by tragedy
greed cracks earth’s spirit
but your presence calms despair
strings of resistance lift all

It’s Sunday Whirl time! Let’s keep HOPE alive!

Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
vibrating, I walk
my heart tinged by tragedy
greed cracks earth’s spirit
but your presence calms despair
strings of resistance lift all

It’s Sunday Whirl time! Let’s keep HOPE alive!

once upon a time I slept
each night in peace and quiet
but then the screams ran riot
the peace no longer kept
and now the voice inside my head
sings a raucous melody
its song is endless thankfully
as silence fills my heart with dread

I don’t think I actually followed the w3 prompt correctly ( as this enclosed rhyming) but it inspired me so I’m giving them props!
what if magic is the true key
not illogical or absurd
but the spell that sets us all free
what if magic is the true key
where you and I awoke as we
ideas shared with a secret word
not illogical or absurd
what if magic is the true key

Inspired by many things including the RDP prompt (ABSURD) and the call to visualize joy, for which I chose the Seasons of Enchantment card. It brought to mind my happy place: a magical world where joy abounds.

Plus, I’m still having fun with the Triolet, which is an 8-line poem where lines repeat in a beautiful rhythm:
Lines 1, 4, and 7 are the same, and lines 2 and 8 are also repeated.
The rhyme scheme looks like this: ABaAabAB (uppercase = repeated lines).
If you’d like to make it a little trickier, try writing each line with 8 syllables (iambic tetrameter, the classic French style) — or challenge yourself with 10 syllables per line (the English version). I chose the 8-syllable version tonight.
dancing threads of light
a fresh maze for our senses
soundless poetry

Image Credit; Doncoombez @ Unsplash
Thanks to Sadje for such a beautiful prompt photo.
a sigh at sunset
the day’s challenge a standoff
our future unknown
the winter sun glows
fire and ice caught in the gleam
and the day lingers
