The storage crate for responses to The Ultimate Poetry Challenge: 52 forms in 52 weeks. |
| When summer squalls appear in our day, we seize upon the chance to sashay and splash around in those muddy puddles beneath the imposing clouds of gray. We sing and dance in refreshing rain, hither and yon, up and down the lane, imparting tons of sunshine to our hearts, so ev'ryone thinks we are insane. Notes on Gwawdodyn form: ▶︎ Let the creativity flow from your soul! Dave "The Poet's Place " |