The insanity has begun! My Hour 1 poem… I am Such a strange phrase— two words, three letters They do not look like much but have much to say I am A declaration of existence often modified to suit I am An affirmative reply to questions of behaviour I am An admission of responsibility I [...]
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2017 Poetry Marathon, Hour One: The hot, hazy days of summer? Or a test run in disguise…
First poem of the day. Smoke fans out from the fire travelling hundreds of miles in search of its own demise But it cannot escape the heat however far it flees from the flames the sun will still have its way Clouds provide no relief it has been 49 days since last rainfall the sky [...]