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Mar 2018
This is not a time for lamentation
it is time to glide to climb boldly
for clean clear air of creation
reach inside like you told me
find what you’re hiding behind
jump up and jump down
is my mind mine
verb or noun
stuck to
you...
This is my attempt to write a poem using a form new to me that I read about on this or another poetry site. Can't remember what it's called, but I remember it begins with a line of ten syllables and each line decreases by a syllable until there is only one. The rhyme scheme is my own. If you know what this poetic form is called, please let me know. It was fun writing it. :-)
Glenn Currier
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Glenn Currier  M/DeSoto, TX
(M/DeSoto, TX)   
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