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 Entries to The Daily Poem Contest. |
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| Remainder You ask me how in the here and now (written in the sand) I fare in life and so, at the risk of being gory, I mention the short story and its desertion (this comes at some coercion) of myself, thus leaving me with my remainder, cleaving only to versifying and sighing if not crying. Line count: 12 Rhymed aabb For The Daily Poem, 02.12.26 Prompt: Remainder - use enjambment at least once. |
| A Lost World Between the wars, the nineteen-twenties, always outdoors parties attendees, when Charleston reigned and cool maintained, grandparents met while youthful yet; she wore a cloche, in jewels awash, a string of pearls, and trendy curls, between the lake and bougainvillea, the would-be rake - his name was Dennis and hers just Sylvia. Oh, do not ask me why I hear the cry, “Anyone for tennis?” Line count: 20 Form: A chaotic rhyme scheme For The Daily Poem, 02.11.26 Prompt: Photo of couple on a bench. |
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