Once in a lifetime, the fog will be kind
to you,
absorbing love laughter and too, pain
like a smokey dragon,
inhaling instead of exhailing,
so much so,
your mind is muddled to a squash,
delicious only if cooked to right consistency, but leaving you
absent of the hunger needed for a repast,
then you realise
without the hunger, the anguish and the longing
for what isn't
you lose nothing.
© gillena cox 2026
Blog Hopping Today With
‘The Window’ by .Mary Jean Chan here
Challenge: Re-read and explore Chan’s poem, particularly the use of line breaks and caesura to build rhythm and evoke emotion, and the three-word movement: “anger is like the sun, which is like love”.
Now write a poem in the first person, beginning with "Once in a lifetime"
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