growing pains

~ Candace

growing pains

 

this poem is boney meter and stanza –

gangly, dangly lines and phrases.

it stumbles over its own feet,

has no rhyme or rhythm. it dreams

of becoming a sonnet, even an ode.

and when its feeling optimistic, it can

Imaging itself a villanelle.

 

Quadrille #245 – Writing Down the Bones

 

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