cats eye by Keith Stanosz
The old stone bridge, another springtime,
gentle creek flows on in shadows and light:
Together reflecting an imperfect circle.
A solitary youth cycles along over cracks,
whistling another imperfect springsong.
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Written for Poetics — An Evening of Short Verse — at dVerse Poets, hosted this week by Fred Rutherford, aka Hobgoblin2011, whose prompt asks us to consider short verse and to even break rules as we write. I chose to try the Gogyohka (5-line) poetic form. Not sure if I broke any rules with my Gogyohka, but while working on the draft something in my Blogger formatting "broke" and I am now editing in some miniscule view (about the size I see on my tablet) that I cannot get out of.....arggggh.
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