A year's worth of poems, every week for 52 weeks, spanning 2023 and 2024, plus the year following, from August 2024 to August 2025 (provided I live that long, of course).
Thank you, Allan Charles 🐾 2340534. 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.
Bird of endless summer, I’ve heard the word,
word of wisdom but never winter’s bird;
fall creeps in and she hears the season’s call,
call unto the flock when the leaves do fall -
so the gathering leaves before the snow
(snow may freeze the land and hunger bite so).
Goal of bird’s united aim, the opposite pole,
pole of north to southern waste their sole goal,
far the journey in pursuit of a star,
star recedes at night and day lures afar,
turn the world of summer-bent Arctic Tern,
tern travels on and back again in turn.
Line count: 12
Form: Mirror Sestat
For Promptly Poetry Challenge, Week 40
Prompt: Write a Mirror Sestat.
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