Vying for a place to heal, trying to stop these tears I’m crying
In dreams, I’m flying above barricades and charades
immersed in the season of shades, one of blood red angst and dread
Steeling against chaos ahead, I claim a duty to find moments of beauty
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Vying for a place to heal, trying to stop these tears I’m crying
In dreams, I’m flying above barricades and charades
immersed in the season of shades, one of blood red angst and dread
Steeling against chaos ahead, I claim a duty to find moments of beauty
xxxxxx
Fleeting moments in this disarray, a chance to play and get away
A slice of pink in all the gray, a sanctuary, an emissary
Extraordinary, this moment of reprieve, this chance to relieve
I receive blessings of protection and some time for reflection
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Gleaning meaning from nightmares intervening
days and nights of quarantining, both austere and full of fear
it somehow became quite clear – treasure each pleasure
Measure the gains, whether grand or plain
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Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay
prompts: OctPoWriMo 2020 Day 3, #DimpleVerse, #WhimsicalDiary, MLMM Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip
Writing and Reflections 
Beautiful! The words you use to speak of difficult times make them look beautiful.
As I read the description of the style of poem,and it said absolutely no rhyming, except possibly inside the lines, it didn’t make any sense to me.
Reading your poem, it suddenly became very clear to me. Thank you for using such mastery to show us how it’s done. And at the same time, you managed to make the words flow, playfully, lightly,
You make it look easy, yet… yet it is obvious that it takes a lot of craft to master such a poem.
You have my profound admiration!
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Your comment made me cry. How very sweet. Thank you so much!
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I meant every word I wrote. You wrote a masterpiece. 😀
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🙂🙂🙂
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