At dVerse Grace is hosting Poetry Forms with an invitation to write a Loop Poem where the last line of each line in a stanza becomes the first line of successive lines. For more detail follow the link below:
I’m submitting a non-rhyming Loop Poem.
“Holding on is believing that there’s only a past; letting go is knowing that there’s a future.” Daphne Rose Kingma
I Wonder I wonder now what I might pick up, up is the surge of my recovering, recovering spontaneity well loosed, loosed from the hollows of routine. This new ground on which to stand, stand I will no matter the inconvenience, inconvenience is mostly perspective, perspective is mostly inconvenience. And what of the idle threat of progress, progress really needs to be threaded, threaded carefully and hung on a wall, wall of all my dead trophies. Such things need to die that I might, might live as if for the first time, time being a fragility of the ego I, I wonder now what I might pick up. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️