Monday, 5 April 2021

Day 5: Shape


Today's prompt is to use the basis of a poem to shape one of our own, same starting letters, same syllable count. I did two from the one.


Maybe missing               Memory means

one another,                   oubliette time

quantifies this                querulous moon


affection our                  ad infinitum 

sequestered hearts            serenading;

in cautious notes               imagine 'we'

have been keeping;           happiness now

yearning to yield               you and me, us.

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