
Write Me a Silver Lining
The turn of a word
that ploughs deep as the note of
sharp-toned larks, that word, that cold
like Rostock winters,
but we still so love to watch
the breeze writing on birch leaves.
Poetic Form: Choka (5.7.7/repeated) Photo by Simon Berger on Unsplash. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday on Twitter
7 responses to “24.02.22 A Choka Poem”
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🥰 David 🥰
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Stunning!!!!! You had me at the title!
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Thank you, Worms.
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Cracked it. A wonderful choka!
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Thanks, Hobbo!
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Cool form, well done. I’ll hafta try this one.
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