We always use the word changes to describe life as it moves as it does in reality it just rearranges to something new from what it was we’re trying to hold on because we cannot adapt as we should getting ourselves stuck as we doze dreaming of what we would do if we could
A huitain poem (8-line stanza, ababbcbc rhyme scheme, 8-10 syllables per line) from Donna’s prompt at Go Dog Go Café.
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Profound. Thanks, I’ve learnt about a new poetry form from you now. 🙂
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Wow! Bravo!
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Simply brilliant! 🙂
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Love, love your poem…not changed but rearranged! Well done on the form 🙌🏻
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