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View fullsize Poetry poll! Alliteration in the last two lines:👌or 🧀? I went back and forth between pairing the lines like siblings, hitting the W’s and B’s all in a row (above) or marrying the lines by using one of each other’s letters to tie t
View fullsize A conversation about haikus lead me down a rabbit hole. Newly enamored with the merits and challenges of short form, I’ve been experimenting like a fiend. Thus I found myself settling into the rhythm of what I’m calling “stacked dec
View fullsize For those who are their own worst enemy: if all else fails, foil yourself. —— My hands are bound I lacked control And in restraint a healing They cease to tear me apart —— 05-16-2020 —— #poetry #healing #poem #igpo
View fullsize Do you ever feel like you’ve abused the privilege of captaining your own ship? Most of my existential crises are based on the fact that I haven’t steered my life in the right direction. I spent too much time floating with the current. I&r
View fullsize Question: Does the mismatched meter in the first quarter of the poem irk you? I rather enjoy the way the rhythm clicks into place after an uncertain start, building momentum. Yea or nay, good fellows of the ‘gram? —— Hallowed madnes
View fullsize The clover is underfoot today Trod upon sod The delicate hold on our fancies Under a fresh mound of dirt Black soil lingers beneath fingernails —— 03-17-2020 —— #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poems #poem #poemsdai
View fullsize This goes out to anyone quarantined with family; buried alive in good company. I’ve been regressing into an angsty teenager lately. I happened to be visiting my parents when everything went downhill, and I’ve been stuck ever since. We&rs
View fullsize What can I say about this one...there’s a lot going on in this wee bit of poesy. A bright fragment of time. Inexperience. Juxtapositions. Something pure and joyful in the liveliness of the colt tempered by melancholy at its brevity and insignif
View fullsize And here’s where I get nit-picky with words...should Lethargy be capitalized as in the text below? I like the balance of Calamity and Lethargy, almost as personified entities, bookending the poem; however, I also like the way the poem trails of
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