Poetic Form Challenge

April 16, 1963

MLK Jr. wrote to me,

“Child sit not by idly

when injustice you see.

What sears another

also burns thee.”

Birmingham.

Boston.

Me.

Lynne Webster

Revenge

evasive dancing

as a candle’s flame moves

out of reach in the haunted light

worthless

Nancy Nation

The purple iris swaying gently
Back and forth, in the morning breeze
Without a care in the world.
God’s unique creation.
It is elegant.
Beauty unmatched
Delicate
Flawless
Art
RF
Mozart
and um pah pah
Dancing in my bones,
Bratwurst downed with frothy beer
hurrah!
Ellynore Smith

Dreaming again layers of silk pass

between my slumbering fingertips

A soft sensation slips from

My serene  somnolent self

It seeks the submissive

Folds that they may

Wrap me up in

Tonight’s

Dreams

Chris Howard

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