Well, or: Aware

A duodora

I'm well aware
of life's fragility;
it would take only
the tiniest nudge
of fate to push one
out onto the street to seek shelter from
the elements under a worn awning.

I'm well aware
of the privilege that
comes with looking out
a morning window;
sipping a freshly
brewed coffee; having a job to go to;
feeling unthreatened at each new dawning.


  • A quatorzain (14 lines) made up of 2 septets;
  • Syllabic: 4/6/5/5/5/10/10 syllables per line;
  • Rhymed Axxxxxb Axxxxxb;
    • L1 is repeated as a refrain that begins the 2nd stanza;
    • x is unrhymed.

Moonwashed weekly prompt

New Dawnings

W3 poetry prompt

This duodora was written in response to Murisopsis’ W3 prompt, which was to write a poem of exactly 14 lines on the on the theme of poverty (moral, financial, romantic, etc.).

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)

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47 thoughts on “Well, or: Aware”

  1. I love the gratitude in your poem and the form David.
    My nephew on the street sent me a text today asking how the storms were and he hoped I was safe.
    sipping hot coffee turns cold instantly sometimes.

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