August, or: Undignified

A limerick

She never once thought to weigh or refuse.
O, she so glowed when we traded I do's!
Ours was ~ a sweet summer night ~
~ blanketed in soft, silky moonlight ~
Still, ever since then, it's that August she rues!

d’Verse poetics prompt: Sometimes August isn’t recognized

At d’Verse, poets were encouraged to write poems about the month of August. Click here for more information.

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!

44 thoughts on “August, or: Undignified”

        1. yeah… that was when the war had JUST broken out… she’s okay now – at least physically, but she’s very depressed about the war and the well-being of her friends and colleagues in Ukraine

          thanks for asking ❤

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