A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the years following, from August 2024 to August 2025, 2025 to 2026 (provided I live that long, of course).
Thank you, Charlèaux. I've contested the Charlie Chaplin thing a couple of times, won once, if I remember correctly. But it's the kind of thing I try when bored and have nothing better to do - just doesn't seem to have happened lately.
Saturnine is the word that comes to mind - Not that it is necessarily apt Or that it’s the perfect word I find When all my energy is sapped From wrestling with the possibilities Latent in acrostic nightmares. Aware how futile are my pleas, Knowing too the form disturbs my ease,
“Enough,” I hasten to declare.
Line count: 9
Form: Acrostic, rhymed abab cdccd just for fun.
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 24
Prompt: An acrostic using the word “Snowflake.”
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