Tag: #100repchallenge
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#024: To be a pencil attached to a compass

Whether Creation arises In spite of you Or in light of you You still remain centre
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#023: This mattress of mine

[After Kai Miller’s ‘A Short History of Beds We Slept in Together’] . The first brand new bed I bought for myself Smelled like independence and recycled cotton Perhaps I’d spent too many years in house-share beds That smelled like quarter-life crises smothered in overpriced rent I lugged this new mattress of mine up the…
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#022: Not another Tanka (A Senryu + some)

Danke, ta love, thanks I guess it’ll be a – AACHOO! Haiku? Mind goes blank. . [An optional follow-on Five syllable song.]
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#021: And then there was summer

Fertile forest floors Tree leaves playing peek-a-boo Eyes flooded by green