Today’s prompt. The Fib. A six-line form. The syllable count is based off the Fibonacci sequence of 1/1/2/3/5/8. You can link multiple Fibs together into a multi-stanza poem, or even start going...
Playful Shadows – Napowrimo 6
(Upon my Bedroom Ceiling as a Child.) There was a Shadow of a rocking chair in the corner of the room.It was high up on the ceiling and sometimes it would move.No...
In Between – Napowrimo 4
Awen. It appears I am always in between, somewhere I’m going and somewhere I’ve been. Between sunrise and sunset. Between birth and death. In the liminal Twilight, where no one forgets. Twixt...
Love and Rage – Napowrimo 3
When fire is used to protest this nonsense, And love and rage are the words on the street. When the whole world has entered an age of endarkenment, Remember the story is...
On the Path of Tam Lin – Napowrimo 2
The poet only saw two roads, One less travelled and one untook. The third, to him was quite unknown. The winding path that Tam Lin roamed, Through elven Glade and faery nook....
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