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!

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.
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

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.

unreliable
in the waning golden glow
hold fast or let go
surrender expectations
free in ambiguity

Image credit; Doncoombez @ Unsplash