#947905 added December 22, 2018 at 2:19pm Restrictions: None
It’s Cold Out There Form of Week Golden Shovel
It’s Cold Out There
The frigid winter nights, comforting to some
conjure dreams of home and other things.
I watch as weather changes, varied are
impediments to travel, rain, snow, and never
warm even when the sky is clear.
~~ Judi Van Gorder
Some things are never clear.
But the weather is clear tonight,
Thanks to a clearing rainl
The mountains are brought up near,
Your sweet-cynical strain
Would come in like your here:
"So we won't say, nothing is clear."
Two new forms, Golden Shovel within a Ronka. 😎
Golden Shovel = Use the words from a line of poetry in sequence as the end words of your poem.
Ronka = A pentastich of 7 word lines, unrhymed and referring to a season.
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