strength through unity
ideas arrest injustice
words to remember
when faith in cruelty plagues
resist the urge to escape
Creating a verse for the Sunday Whirl has become my favorite Sunday thing! Thanks.
resist
second thoughts
Waiting for my cue, I practice my smile. It feels wrong. Too forced. Too white against the gray pallor of my skin.
I try to shake off my doubts. I am the heir apparent. It is my heritage.
But some nights it’s too much. It’s like a giant squid has me wrapped in its tentacles. It squeezes and squeezes and whispers “birthright” in my ear, but I don’t feel lucky. I feel like it’s trying to drown me.
But it’s too late for second thoughts. The crowd chants my name as I once again claim my birthright.
(97 Words)
Thanks for the inspiration.
we are the ones
we are the ones that dwell within
watching and waiting for the end
in the dark we witness your sin
we are the ones that dwell within
that burn you feel under your skin
the edge of madness at the bend
we are the ones that dwell within
watching and waiting for the end
I enjoyed creating a triolet earlier this week for the w3 prompt, so I did it again. But this time I went with the 8-syllable version and leaned into the SPOOKY. Thanks for the added inspiration to Esther (EDGE) and dVerse poets (we are the ones that dwell within). See below for info on Triolets.
According to Sarah Whiley …
A Triolet 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).
A Jolly Good Night Courtesy of a BritBox Fanatic
fancy a cuppa
in my jim jams with a nosh
then Bob’s your uncle
Apologies for the possible misuse of phrases. My entire British vocabulary comes from my addiction to BritBox and Acorn TV. I’m currently binge watching Vera and waiting impatiently for the newest series of Midsomer Murders! Thanks to RDP for giving me the excuse to say “fancy a cuppa.” I just wish I could have squeezed in a “pet” or a “love.”
ambiguity
unreliable
in the waning golden glow
hold fast or let go
surrender expectations
free in ambiguity
Image credit; Doncoombez @ Unsplash
Tina Stewart Brakebill 