Poetry Partners #58 'Deep Scars', a Pantoum by Reena Saxena of 'Reena Saxena' the yellow liquid boiling inside me it's made of many repressed blues red rage that despised me boils inside the pungent brew it's made of many repressed blues blood stains and a purple scar boils inside the pungent brew a remnant of… Continue reading Deep scars, or: From deep within
Tag: Terza Rima
Lost cause, or: Broken
A terza rima (sort of) EPIGRAPH: A chain is only as strong as its weakest link.-A Proverb ๐ His wife and son had been waiting for years ๐ Now he could show them how much he had changed ๐ Their love for him would have been worth the tears ๐ He could not know what… Continue reading Lost cause, or: Broken
Slave, or: Master
My first Terza Rima I'm well aware- I do not have a special way with words. Rather, it seems, words often tend to have their way with me. For instance, I've been crushed by a very large verb herd! Ridiculous? I wonder too! Who on earth set them free? Perhaps it was those rascally lowlife… Continue reading Slave, or: Master
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