This week let’s write a rescue poem. Are you the hero/heroine or are you the damsel/dandy in distress? Rescue this post in the comments below.
This week let’s write a rescue poem. Are you the hero/heroine or are you the damsel/dandy in distress? Rescue this post in the comments below.
The stagnant air of evil’s lair
held me captive in its snare.
No clothes to wear,
naked,
bare;
A sinner without
a prayer.
T’was then my saviour came in glee
to finally set me free.
No need to flee,
I’m safe now,
see.
His love extends
to me.
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Nice work. Interesting line break choices.
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Broken glass
still littering the floor
where earlier
the angry tried to take
our voice
a dissonant chord
fortissimo
held for too many measures
reach down
among those shards
and pick up the flag
and aright
what they did take
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Very nice. Love that middle stanza.
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Beautiful poem! “Save me in my dreams” perfect for this surreal time! Nice work. Lisa Baron
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My pal, my psychic cat
has gone,
‘mourning period is over’
she returns to tell me
time to rescue & befriend
someone new
or is he going to rescue me.
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Oh! Time to find a kitty ❤
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My condolences, if you were using your poetic license. Nice little poem.
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Save me in my dreams
as my muse slips in and prompts
help me remember
for when morning comes I will
see the sun and know nothing
of what was whispered.
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That’s why I keep paper and pen on my nightstand. Nice work!
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Yes, I do too, but sometimes just moving to get them cause me to forget, but it’s worth a try. I have a scrap paper with little one liners on it of ideas that randomly pop in my head.
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