Once Upon a Poem

{Stop me
if you’ve heard
this one before.}
,

there was a feracious inkle-weaver
who was married
to the moon.

She steeped her quill
in scent of stars, urged fire
-flies into sway and seized
the (roun)d(el)ay (raw, unformed)
in storms. Big deal,

she had regrets. A familiar
way with cousin clouds and war
-rior clandestine daisies. Ask

her for a cover story, and she’ll
thread you the likeness
(small love)of
some long lost day,
the risk
of open palms.

Thicken that plot
with a whole lot
of your favorite waffled
batter,
a hint of hope
and a tiny breeze
(on second thought,
in this case
forget the latter).

She was an imp
-ulsive one, a sun
-lit daughter,
an intelligencia of rain
addicted to the pitter-patter
………………………(s)laughter.

……………………………………….{Ah,
……………………………………….happy
……………………………………….ever
……………………………………….after.}

 

..
Poetic Asides April PAD Challenge, day 27. This is the one with all the words, and poking a little fun at myself today. 😉 (Getting a little punchy here, toward the finish line.) 

 

 

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One Response to Once Upon a Poem

  1. qbit says:

     inkle-weaver is fantastic!

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