You Dot I’s, Cross T’s, Now Trace Your 8’s #TankaTuesday
8 lines 8 syllables no rhyme You may laugh at my reason. But here's to a Great Eight.
8 lines 8 syllables no rhyme You may laugh at my reason. But here's to a Great Eight.
March marches on in sprightly tones. Are you listening?
A nonsense poem is what I was going for: something like Jabberwocky, you know. But this is what resulted. For sure, I'm no Lewis Carroll, or Mary Oliver. I'm just Selma and I don't need saving. *wink*
This poem titled "Impermanence" is about our Moon nearing the melting point. A sad reality for all. The only thing that could save us is if we change our ways and think more seriously about our carbon footprints. I hope you like it.
Written for Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge for which I chose A Classic Etheree AND A Reverse Etheree: One subject, unrhymed and with a title. Hope you enjoy it.
hold stillfor a momentwide-eyed give out your handwrap firm legs around itthat wild visionrecalllet loosesharpened sensesyour lovely pilgrim soulin sweven find purposefairies guide youfreedom *** As you can see, I've…