Yes, I am well aware that it's nearly January 2022.
But, as there always seems to be, there's still some left-over house-keeping to do from 2021.
So here's the Micropoetry I wrote in October and November 2021.
And, as always, for those using screen-readers the poetry is in the alt-text of the images. It has / marks showing line breaks.
Did you enjoy these?
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Previous Micropoetry posts:
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The first poem reminded me of the rings my sister and I inherited from our grandmother. Some of them don't fit, but it's nice to know that they're there. Great poems, Cee!
ReplyDeleteThanks Em! <3
DeleteI actually wrote it about rings I inherited from my Nan, just to sort through my feelings a little - so I'm glad it has the *waves hands vaguely* inheritance/grandparents vibe!
I love the second one especially. Beautiful choice of words.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much! <3
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