12.10.2017

Possibly the Fussiest of All


What will become
of the one whose
fear comes calling


First snowy day
blows away thoughts
of maybe not


Kitty prefers
to nap, stir not
she purrs all day


What about love
dreams made of clouds
above our hearts


 The Real Toads are trying out a challenging and very fussy little form
called THAN BAUK in the Imaginary Garden. Yikes
Posted by Marian at 11:06 AM
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7 comments:

  1. brudbergDecember 10, 2017 at 11:44 AM

    I think I would love to be a cat.... so very nice at times like this... winter has a weight.

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  2. JimDecember 11, 2017 at 12:18 AM

    They work good chained this way like this, yours does. I pulled mine off as I had it wrong and rewrote it, completely new, in the form of your first chained poem posted with The Toads. That made it harder but it was fun writing.
    Thank you for the prompt.
    ..

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  3. HelenDecember 11, 2017 at 10:35 AM

    Delightfulness.

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  4. Vivian ZemsDecember 11, 2017 at 11:47 AM

    Good imagery. You wrapped the sleeping cat well within your words😊

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  5. Sanaa RizviDecember 11, 2017 at 11:58 AM

    This is beautiful and works on so many levels! Winter is definitely the fussiest time of the year 💞

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  6. Kerry O'ConnorDecember 11, 2017 at 12:23 PM

    I like the way you set it out, and the lightness of your touch makes a difficult form look easy.

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  7. MarianDecember 11, 2017 at 12:51 PM

    Funny/interesting... I wrote these each as separate thoughts, not as one chained poem but everyone is reading them all together. Oh to be a napping cat!!

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