This week let’s write a rudiments poem. We all have skills in poetry, in addition to many other areas, so write about those necessary basics needed to do what we do, whatever that may be, cooking, swimming or even writing. Post your elementary response in the comments below.
Living Poetry 
apologise for the format… Here is the link:
https://flickerofthoughts.com/2020/08/01/rudiment/
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Posted by Cassa Bassa | August 1, 2020, 2:32 AMRudiment
I am a steady builder
with a simple mind
So I think
if I take hold of the rudiment of love
I will just build on it note by note
until a love song is created
and sung in harmony
for the rest of our humble life
Half way through
I realise I am confronted with a pattern
that will not flow in one accord
instead
it is like a stream from the mountain top
descending with the landslide
I believe it will make it on its own
landing somewhere destined by Mother Earth
In the end
I will bawl my eyes out
while
wholeheartedly celebrating
a masterpiece which we are meant to create together
but now
only you in the centre stage
surrounded by applause
without the sight of me
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Posted by Cassa Bassa | August 1, 2020, 2:27 AMReally love this!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | August 1, 2020, 5:57 AMThank you Lisa, I am happy that you love it.
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Posted by Cassa Bassa | August 1, 2020, 6:01 AMExcellent metaphor! Love it!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | August 1, 2020, 10:40 AM😊🤗
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Posted by Cassa Bassa | August 1, 2020, 10:40 AMmy brain
is undeveloped
there’s a place
where there is a stop
call it a brake
mine needs new brakes
the older they get
the more they slip
maybe it’s a good thing
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | July 27, 2020, 7:07 PMFunny how that happens as we age. Nice one!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | July 27, 2020, 7:43 PMThank you! Having fun!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | July 27, 2020, 8:40 PMLessons
Kindergarten lessons:
Play nice and be kind.
Share the crayons and the toys.
Hold hands while crossing the street.
Elementary school lessons:
Stand in line. Obey bells.
You will be judged.
Mind your Permanent Record.
Adulthood:
Too numerous to list,
and constantly changing,
we are all trained animals.
Keep those halcyon days in mind.
Play nice and be kind.
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Posted by JeanMarie | July 27, 2020, 5:05 PMA very nice and kind sonnet!
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Posted by Bartholomew Barker | July 27, 2020, 5:16 PMIt goes full circle! Nice one!
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Posted by Lisa Tomey | July 27, 2020, 6:58 PM