The Taste Of Words – 25th June 2024

The taste of holy waters
No longer tainted with words
A story as old as time
Perspective, the rule of thirds

A violin sublime in the subway
Passersby pass on by
Soars serene in isolation
When the audience will try

Every failure, new success
Taking the necessary steps
Once rained on, weeping
Onwards, the beat of the blessed

Submitted to Wordle 660 and inspired by a David Elikwu newsletter

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The taste of holy waters
No longer tainted with words
A story as old as time
Perspective, the rule of thirds

A violin sublime in the subway
Passersby pass on by
Soars serene in isolation
When the audience will try

Every failure, new success
Taking the necessary steps
Once rained on, weeping
Onwards, the beat of the blessed

The taste tainted with time
Perspective sublime
In serene isolation
When will failure step on the beat

Submitted to Friday Writings #135: Less is More at Poets and Storytellers United

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Today I’m feeling:

A little tired and gloomy, due to the weather and grey skies.  Everything is fine, it just looks a little off.  I have heavy eyes, perhaps from staying up too late last night.

Today I’m grateful for:

My umbrella, or more specifically for thinking of taking my umbrella with me from the car before my second class.  It pissed down about twenty seconds later.

The best thing about today was:

Writing what felt like a pretty good poem in between my two classes today.  I struggled for any inspiration earlier in the morning.

Something I learned today?

Julian Assange is finally free.

A lot of the grade 8 girls got a cervical cancer vaccine today and I only found out when I saw Palm crying and when I grabbed her shoulders to comfort her she started crying more!

Review your acts, Good and bad.

This evening I messaged Palm to see if her arm is ok now.

Armed with my umbrella I offered to share it with Ploy and Kaem as they were stuck in the canteen until I came along.  We all still got pretty wet though!