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Logan Robertson Feb 2020
His Make Believe Love

Below his mind a mermaid sits
Aglow of love only for thee
Hello he cast these words to her
Forego the tides and reel with me

She looks back up with laughing  eyes
Glee burst furthest from his bubble
See his mind's altar be empty
Be his scales short of  a couple

Logan Robertson

2/08/2020
Lento poem-2 quatrains. First word in each line rhyme. The last word in the second and fourth rhyme. Inspired and interests piqued by Dearheart's sponsorship of a poetry contest at PS that required the lento form. Truth be, this is my first try at one. (8 syllables a line).
ms reluctance Apr 2018
i only wanted to be quiet for a bit
   my words had become empty of meaning
  by embracing silence i thought i could
   try to get in touch with what i was feeling

  why the emptiness grew deeper roots
   i never really understood the reason
  my heart fell still, my blood ran cold
   i felt more lost with each passing season
NaPoWriMo Day 10
Poetry form: Lento

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