A murmur from the crowd —
Raging awful sound
Cold and bold, growing louder
Stoked by fear uncontrolled —
Shouts of doubters who were sold
Imperative truth among raucous
A still small voice still speaking veracity
To those who will listen
– Written for dVerse Quadrille #85, prompt was “voice.” WC 44.
grave stood alone.
It was an unmarked place.
Far from home, he had roamed without
– Written for dVerse Meeting the Bar. The theme was Brevity. I chose to write a Cinquain.
I once said I thought distance was best.
I needed to think, to plan, to test.
My mind changed in no time.
I asked you to be mine,
Now history has archived the rest.
– Written for dVerse Poetics: Pentimento. In honor of up upcoming Valentine’s Day, I wrote this little (loose) limerick. Photo by Brett Clark ©2007. Edited by Leara Nicole Morris-Clark ©2018.
“You’ll bounce.” They said,
And so, I jumped. Without a
Doubt, I’d toughen up. “Boys
Don’t cry.” The big one said,
When I fell and bumped my head.
If these are friends, I’d rather
Have none, cause none of this
Is any doggone fun.
– Written for dVerse Quadrille #48, prompt was “bounce.” WC 44. Photo from Wikimedia Commons.