Whilst life tales do rehash passed remarks
chilly winds do come with aching darkness
that curtails of forlorn
moments of what's fitting.
Can a taste of the wind 's breath
bend lifetime like a blade of grass?
5/27/2020
old words tremble on callow lips
pinched off like poison from a rose
and dripped upon the breeze ...
your breath mixed with morning's
stirred with my own, like honeyed chai
yet spiced with argument ... rehashed
Written and submitted on May 27, 2020
For the "Hexastitch It" Poetry Contest
Nette Onclaud, Sponsor.
( Syllables = 8, 8, 6, 6, 8, 8, counted at HowManySyllables.com )
Chopping the meat of the problem,
I throw in cubes of potatoes -
the proof of my beliefs.
Serving my rehashed dish,
I keep hoping folks will taste it
before the expiration date.
May 25, 2020
for Hexastich It Poetry Contest
Sponsor: nette onclaud
word chosen: Rehash
Note: Hash(not the drug) is a dish that uses cut up meat with vetables like potatoes added
Spade of heart drenches our intent
More than once , we question this fate
When blazed nights consume us
Disagreements stewing
About unresolved qualms .
Rehash of doubt lingers. Silence.
We breathe in constant light’s fondness.
Hexastich It Contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud
24 May 2020
In this
Rehash
I wont
Go back
But hope
And hold
I wait
This game is
Over
And what’s
More
I don’t want to
Settle the score
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