#TLT - Dec 14, 2023
May your life have poetry and your poetry, life—
prompt word: aglow
three line poetry
Write something that will move us! Inspired by the photo above. Post your poem in the comments and comment on others.
Also, if you have an X (Twitter) handle, include it below your submission.
keep it about the words
- Brevity is Key
- 10 words MAX per line
- 3 Lines
- No Titles
- DO NOT include the prompt word
when
A new prompt will appear on the blog each Thursday at 12 am EDT.
where
Post your entries in the comment box of the current week's prompt.
why
Fostering healthy habits of creativity and connections.
Three Line Thursday
What can you say, convey, or express in only three lines? Can you paint a visual picture with only words? Tell an entire story that begs to be read?
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Use your imagination. Poetry, Haiku, Senryū, Free Verse, Prose, Flash all are welcome. (Please no graphic use of excessive profanity or overtly disturbing mental images. Let’s use common sense.)
One word per line, fine. Ten words per line (max), fine. As long as it fits in the comment box in three-line format, it counts. Simple, right?
Read other entries and comment. This is a positive forum for feedback!
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5 thoughts on “#TLT- Dec 14”
Closing his ears against sound trapped in light leaking music
a child made of stardust is rained on by elemental,
anonymous stardust from the humming sky. Rootless stardust.
Loved “light leaking music”!
Solstice sun-diamonded
ice gems cover the driveway,
new skates for Christmas
Edit!!
Here. A circle of drums – I
imagine myself in the middle, wishing heart-mind restrung in rhythm
and the light rises. Now.
Here, in the circle of the music, blasted out of
one’s delirium, the senseless chatter of the mind drowned
in rhythm, light rises. Now.
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