Today's prompt is Nothing Remains the Same, and the suggested form is the abecedarian. I tried writing one, but 26 lines is a very long poem, and I learned years ago that sometimes a poem needs to stop before it gets too unwieldy, so I stopped.
Paper Wings
All is changing—that is living:
Balance learned through love and forgiving.
Comfort found in static things
Doesn’t last—like paper wings.
Everything must change to grow:
Flow like rivers, fall like snow.
A gentler take about change in this one. Beautifully written.
ReplyDeleteEsther, I really like this one. Love the couplets and the paper wings metaphor. The final couplet is perfect. Thank you. xoA
ReplyDeletelovely and wise
ReplyDeleteI love this so much. I agree with Annis on the last couplet - just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteReally beautiful. So much said in so few words. I too like the metaphor of the paper wings.
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