Russia's critical supplies are running low. Russian cannon fodder draws and depletes Ukrainian fire.
The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break anywhere in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.
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15 thoughts on “Critical supplies, or: Cannon fodder”
It doesn’t look like it’s ending soon, though.
Shavuah Tov, David.
💔🙏🏻 Dolly 🙏🏻💔
This one is heart breaking in its truth. Russia is now throwing away its own youth and still the killing continues. When will the madness stop??
💔🙏🏻 Muri 🙏🏻💔
I tried it! Love yours better!
Just above the US
💞🙏🏻 Jackie 🙏🏻💞 ~ excellent!
Thank you 😀
It sounds even harsher in a poem this reality.
😢 Michaël 😢
Hmmmm … “Septolet” is new to me. I am anxious to try it. Thanks for the beautiful model you created!
💕🙏🏻 Jan 🙏🏻💕
💛🙏🏻 Molly 🙏🏻💛
Nice words are put together well. I am a terrible poet, somewhere between an illiterate and a six-year-old child.
💚🙏🏻 Phil 🙏🏻💚 ~ it’s like anything else… just practice.