
Labour
in gainful toil,
your coffers to enrich,
that when the weekend at last comes:
leisure.
Padre
Labour
in gainful toil,
your coffers to enrich,
that when the weekend at last comes:
leisure.
Padre
sunrise
and light’s increase
until midday zenith
then slow decrease – fading away
at dusk
Colleen’s challenge is to write a syllabic poem using only synonyms for Dawn & Twilight.
Padre
In this
Incarnation we relocate
From abode to abode
Changing shelters
Called home
Padre
#Tanka Tuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 225, #SynonymsOnly: Life and Move
I had a look at the azure sky
As clouds ethereal – insubstantial drifted by
I spied there a dove delicate – frail
The symbol of benevolent peace there fly
Padre
“Take the five challenge words and NOT use them in your writing.
Your words are: