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dry season quenching rain
surprising
washing
drumming
shaping droplets
dangling from leaf tips
carnival mas makers their
feathers
beads
cloths
paints
the players feteing
waiting
paying
gossiping
googling
exercising
is there a poem in here
somewhere
no yellow brick road
no witch to tangle
no red shoes
definitely a waste of words
definitely words
are never wasted
definitely words
are never always written
words are creations little
gnomes
elfs
workers
builders
painters
sculptors
maybe some get to be
poems
the lucky ones
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Sunday Mini-Prompt with Brendan:
Voices
THE CHALLENGE: OK, 'nuff said. Write a short poem about the voices you hear or the ones you used to; the voices which call or enthrall; the voices which yearn and those which burn. Your assigned poem is a seashell; hold it to your ear; tell us what you heard the sea sing ...
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words are creations little
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elfs
workers
builders
painters
sculptors
Sigh, words are definitely worth the praise.. as they shape our thoughts on paper ❤️
Happy Sunday, Gillena ❤️
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Thank you for your appreciation Sanaa
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is there a poem in here
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no yellow brick road
no witch to tangle
no red shoes... love that!
Thanks Thotpurge
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Love the sense of those little elves and gnomes doing poetry.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Björn
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Some days the voices are rather questioning, indeed. :-)
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by Magaly
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Lucky are the words that become a poem. I have hopes for some of mine. Thank you for this nice thought, I believe your words are a poen, at least for me...
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I especially love the closing lines. Smiles.
ReplyDeletethe sea does make those sounds, doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteMichael, i think you left your comment at the wrong post (◕‿◕。) , but i'm happy you dropped in
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Poems are our quilt of the auidble, patching together all those random voices into a singular song. Lots to weave in your world! Thanks for participating in the challenge.
ReplyDeleteThanks for a most interesting challenge, Brendan; i'm happy you dropped in to read mine
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The words are so much...nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in Mary
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maybe some get to be poems
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Just shows how one has to twist and turn just to come up with a decent poem.
Hank
Thank you for your appreciation Hank
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My mind has been on rain too. Sounds like a busy season there.
ReplyDeleteYes, it is especially for those involve in the celebration of Carnival.
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Bekkie
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I love how visual your poem is ... great job!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Helen
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