Plane Rough Edges of Love
...Every now and then, when love catches me unawares
I struggle to break free
To sneak free of unbidden glares
From a pesky glee
When love grows fickle
Taking my breath away
Dwindling its attent...
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Categories:
scalars, poems,
Form: Free verse
Scalars
...They have magnitude
They have no direction
A scalar is speed....
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Categories:
scalars, school, science
Form: Senryu